There's nothing more to be found outside, unless the large round...leathery armadillos count, that apparently already a hole in the fencing they use. Amazing details that are not going to help them stop a meteorite shower, but the more you know.

Tidus returns to join the others inside, his voice probably recognisable when he sees just it looks like indoors.

"This place is a mess! Did everyone just forget this planet existed?"

He's got more than words to share, though it's hard to even know where to begin. But he tears at some handful of the vines encroaching on the machinery, to the point where Tidus can't tell what anything is meant to be.