"Nah, I guess even if somethin' here still worked, people'd get pissed if we tried to kick 'em out of it to make it fly somewhere," Todd admitted, sounding disappointed. At least he'd matured enough to even think about that. He hopped down the last level to the ground, not far from said puddle, though well away from the stranger. He didn't feel like getting accosted, scolded, or otherwise bothered by ranting dudes.

The bombshell got a curious look, though. "That get gutted or exploded?" he asked curiously.