He might not be a genius, but it didn't exactly take one to figure out that he needed food, water, shelter and a big stick to deal with whatever is shredding stasis pods and making off with the people inside them. With the first two reasonably well accounted for thanks to the rats packs and scavenging through the mangled pods, that means it's time to tackle number three and four on the list.

Stars, what he wouldn't give for a blaster right now. Hell, he'd even take a little slugthrower over prying strips of durasteel from the exterior plating of the ruined pods. Might as well wish for a transport ship and a stiff drink, while you're at it, he thinks while he makes his away across the rocky salt flat to where the woman - a stranger as much as anyone - is working to free a likely component from the stasis pod.

"Here, if you can open that gap I might be able to get some leverage." There's a thin flat stone in his hand - not exactly ideal for pry work, but if they can get it wedged between the two layers as a block it might be useful yet.