She nods, accepting it. If he can't do it, it's unlikely that anyone else can, save for people who are native to this place. That he's clearly put past thought into that answer is oddly comforting. She's not the only one thinking about these things, at least.

"Good to know. I wouldn't want to get out of it that badly." The corner of her lip quirks. "How are you finding life in space?"

It's hard not to remember his discomfort about being on the helicarrier. This has to be worse.