A lot of the old damage was from back on the Neheda. She didn't wear the suit enough anymore to want to waste materials fixing the arm or the cosmetic damage. With the new tears right through the undersuit... She wasn't sure if it was worth saving now.

"No - Niko, you need to sit down. I didn't realise you'd-- Somebody else can help with..." She stared at him, aghast, as she took the helmet and neck of the suit, cabling and fabric and all. Her motions are a lot faster than they were the very first time.

"Did you go over there on your own?" she asked, urgent but barely loud enough to be heard.