You think of someone you want to talk to and say 'hello' and then their voice comes through. You find their heart and that's it.

[So easy, Dirk!! Unlike riding rocket boards, apparently. She hobbles near, kneeling down to get a better look at the damaged equipment. It looks like a weird robot? But she doesn't know how to fix things like this and it's important to him, obviously-enough to call them a friend.]

There are people who can fix this stuff here. Your rocket board will feel better very soon.