He opens his mouth to make a suggestion and then shuts it again, satisfied, as Thrust turns his attention to the part Gabriel was about to indicate.

No need to offer help that's just going to be redundant.

"I was going for either, actually. I've been at the farm... I don't remember. A few weeks by now, surely. Maybe a month. And in this world only a couple of days longer than that."

Planet. Of course. Alien robot.

Steve is going to totally and completely lose it. In a good way.