( Ben still isn't sure about much. He likes to think he's open-minded, then he ends up alive! )

Nah. It's a motorized machine. A huge chunk of metal that moves on wheels. It took the place of horses.

Wouldn't do us any good now, though.

( Ben looks back to the sailor, then puts out a hand to jump over the crates. Ben shrugs and opens the steel cabinet to rummage around. )