"Pity it's broken. I'd offer to help you fix it, but I'd guess it's busted up badly enough that nothing can be done. Shame." Palmer's a good mechanic, and he's gotten better from his time in the Nexus, but he's willing to bet this - Sparrow? - was beyond his ability to fix. He pats it sympathetically. It's never any fun to lose a good ride. Sometimes he misses his old bike back home.

He stands up to answer Blaze's question, thinking back. He still remembers his crew vividly.

"It was pretty good. I was brought on as an assistant mechanic. Most of the guys I worked with were decent - I rubbed the wrong way with some folks, but I guess that was to be expected, and none of 'em were bad people. Not even Garry or Blair. They were just a bit..." Palmer struggles to put in in a nice way. "Old-fashioned. They didn't bug me or anything, they were just kinda boring. But I enjoyed it - Nauls and Childs were good guys, and Mac was all right, even if he spend most of his time in that shack of his."