Cannister gives Skitter a curious look. "I... can stay? I was purchased by my mistress several years ago. I am not sure where I was manufactured - I was transported away before I was released from my container. My mistress had been discharged from the lashunta military on Castrovel for, ah, disagreeable behaviour. She took me and we, along with a couple of her former colleagues, left the Pact Worlds. We had been moving from place to place for a bit where there was work for ex-soldiers when my mistress lost her arm in a firefight. It that was after that that she formed a, well, um, unusual attachment to me. It was after that that we ended up in the Tabori Cluster and, eh, here." He is more than happy to assist with any repairs with Sparky.
Meanwhile the rest of you gather up Hesala, Brill, and Gistanne and head back down to the bay to load them into the buggies. While you are busing lifting the lashunta into the stolen Voyager Vehicles buggy the young human woman steps towards the open bay door. She just stands there for a moment near the top of the ramp, hands tied in front of her, looking out over the landscape while the warm breeze licks at her shaggy hair. "Wait..." she says as she turns backs to you. "Where's the robot?" Her mouth twists and her voice acquires an edge. "Don't tell me you offed him and let that no good gear scum live?"