He grins, at Driass mentioning of a problem, but doesn't say anything, as he explains the rest of his concerns, nodding at the mentioned issues. "From what I understand, the poor bastard does mean well. All he wants is to get home, but since the rest of them broke off, he can't do it alone, and has been trying to contact their homeworld, to get them to send help. And I wouldn't be too concerned; if he's been there as long as I understand he has, and that's the most mutation that's happened, natural evolution is almost more of an impact. And, yes, back to your original issue... they've solved that problem, too. You see, now that they've created this mostly inert... substance, if you will, floating all around is, which isn't inherently harmful to magic nor tech. They're both still limited, but that's because they're starved, trying to feed entirely off one or the other. Which is why they need their suits, to stay alive... it'd be like trying to live at a high altitude, for a normal mortal. Too little air, and they're heavily limited in what they can do. But, if you made something designed to run off that same blend, from the ground up, it would function equally well, in either situation, able to provide sufficient fuel from the other source, and feeding off the ambient energy." He grins. "And, since they gave up on going home, they've been working on something new, to help them, here. Would you care to take a look?"