Dorothy pulled her arms close to herself as she examined the two unusable cryo-tubes. She couldn't remember what she had been doing with them, but something in the back of her mind made her think that it was extremely important. She eyed her clone again, wondering if she'd made the clone not need glasses before leaving the cold room, taking off the protective suit, reluctantly parting with the warm boots. She was tired of having cold feet, and knew she shouldn't be walking around the lab barefoot, but the suit seemed like an important thing to keep together. Finding that her office was the warmest, she decided to go there to think.

Her eyes turned to the computer, trying to discern what had happened and why. Who would've done that? Though she couldn't recall her coworkers' personalities, she felt that they'd not be the kind to do that sort of a thing. Carefully running a finger around the laser hole and burns, she figured that she would need to find another computer, somewhere. Taking advantage of the warmth of the room, she allowed herself time to think of where to go next. According to her dream-like memories, there were chances of other computers being in the medical bay, engineering bay, and in the bridge/forward control room. Feeling that her best bet was the control room, she left the office,entering the hall again as she set out to try and find the bridge, deciding that later, she'd return to her lab for safety, and to try to recall more about herself, like why she had a clone. Maybe, if the DNA from Jason's body was salvageable, she would see if she could make Jason a clone as well. Something in her told her it was the right thing to do.