"K'da, huh?" Palmer's curious about the concept of a host, since the only frame of reference he really has is the Thing, which only consumes and destroys. The arrangement between Faris and Charnath seems much more pleasant and open, to the mechanic's interest. "Shontine? I take it you're from another planet? I'm from Earth - nothin' too special there."

"I just wanna learn how to defend myself so I don't feel like I'm holdin' anyone working with me back. I ain't a fighter. There's danger out there. Those creatures are horrible." Palmer doesn't even like thinking about them. He's almost been eaten too many times for comfort. "And there's worse, I'm sure. I almost died out there. If it hadn't been for Furiosa and Harley having my back, I wouldn't be here right now..."