Obi-Wan had all but given up on reaching someone beyond the planet. He'd even tried reaching out with the Force and found it strangely...quiet. More so than he'd ever felt before. He wondered if that had something to do with his recent confrontation with Anakin.
Luckily enough, one the locals seemed friendly and willing to help. Perhaps primitive, from what little he'd seen of their culture, but he would not judge a good Samaritan. As he saw the figure approach, Obi-Wan stood up and waved before calling back out to him.
"I'm fine. My ship isn't, though!" He looked down at the hull he was standing on. He had a feeling that even if he could get it out, it would take some work to get her back up and running.