Galos smiled warmly at the robot cat, inclining his head in an acknowledging nod. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Ravage."

He returned his attention to all of them. "And to answer your questions in order. Yes, I know how you got here, to an extent. There is a substance of chaotic energy that covers much of the planet, well call it the Miasma, it tends to...deposit people here from time to time." He rolls a wrist a bit as he searched for an appropriate word.

"Medical care is freely given. Our resident doctor and mechanic is quite capable at treating all species and would not deny repairs to anyone. As he would be the one supplying repairs I would suggest bringing up any further concerns on this matter with him."

And finally he turned his gaze back to Blackarachnia. "As for where you are, you are on Cybertron."