The girl nodded her head at the sound of his name. "Lilith Matthews," she would respond. What else was there to say? The girl would follow him into the next room, slightly surprised at the sudden shut off of the water. It had provided her with warmth, and now, there was nothing but what little body heat that she could regain in the process of all of this. A room full of lockers is where the two figures ended up, relative size. Not to big, not to small. Cozy, a tad crowded. Lilith now knew what was to come. As what always happened with the disobeying of the government. Suit up, be shipped out -no wait, that part had already been done, the last fifty years of her life stripped from her- study whatever new planet that was needed and do your best to survive, perhaps even get back home. 

With a sigh, she would look at the suit, disappointed. It was large, bulky, and in all reality, a little something that could be considered overkill in her opinion. Nonetheless, she pulled out her own towel, wringing her hair dry to the best of her ability and drying off herself. She tossed it into the floor. If the government wanted it back, they could pick it up themselves and see to it in their own way. 

Lilith would start with the shirt like part, the pants, then the gloves, adding all of the extra's as she went, not bothering with the helmet until it was officially time for what her gut told her was time to leave. 

"Let's do this," she mumbled.