"No, you're probably right about that," Ratchet said, regaining his composure. "Doesn't look like anyone's feeling very chatty." Honestly, Ratchet had been to a lot of places in his time, and this little human settlement ranked right up there with the least-welcoming slag heaps he'd ever been in.

In fact, there didn't seem to be much to this sorry little town at all. "So, what was the point of carting us all out here, anyway?" He glared at the shabby little buildings lining the street. "What are we supposed to do?"