Anything is possible, it seems. Though I believe the people here would have legends of that. I believe whatever our purpose was in being snatched from our homes and times, it was foiled when that ship crashed on the planet. We still may be able to fulfill our purpose, but we can only guess at what it is, now.

[He shakes his head, too, a little disapproving of the whole affair.]

The ship has been there, disabled and abandoned, for at least a century, perhaps more. If we can get it functional again, we have a chance to make it home. Until then, we must make do with what we have here.