She frowned a bit, and wanted out of the space suit more than she ever had before. She could reach her sonic, her journal, one of her guns... but her lipstick, her other gun, and more importantly at the moment - her vortex manipulator - were all impossible to access. She wanted to see what sort of readings she would get if she tried to use it.

Impulsive and rash? Yep. The brightest? Not always.

"This place is meant to fix them how?" she asked, all business now. If she found this out, before he did....