"You held off a Galran platoon on your own. I don't think a ferris wheel's gonna be worse than that."

Never mind that these are completely different circumstances and that, whatever else the place entails, the booths look distinctly run down and low-tech. Now's not the time to be uncomfortable -- and so Keith shrugs it off, practical, heading for the main path with his usual careless stride. Booth and tents teeter above forlorn shadows on every side: business, it appears, has not been good.