Everything seemed okay with [i]Ablaze[/i]. Obviously. What would've gone wrong, really? And Tillie was clearly enjoying herself. But...Quinn was started to get twitchy, and even the comforting company of [color=black]Quinnlash[/color] within her head wasn't enough to stem the growing tide. She'd gotten much better about being in enclosed spaces, partially [i]because[/i] of her Savior. But she certainly wasn't [i]good[/i] about them, and the oppressive sentient pressure of the Modir brain enclosing them—something that Tillie simply couldn't understand—certainly didn't help matters any. So when she spoke next, there was a [i]tension[/i] in her voice that hadn't been there before. A tight, nervous tone, a bit like how she'd spoken when she'd first had her composure broken on Mona's interview. She tapped a fingertip on the big input, the one that went into the base of her skull. "[color=ffe63d]The, uh, the pilot suit has gaps in it so I can still plug in.[/color]" Doing her best to clamp down on the steadily rising fear, she half-turned, flicked her braid aside, and lifted the light briefly to the few sockets visible on her neck above the jacket collar before she brought the light back down and continued, "[color=ffe63d]but um...I n-never really thought about comfort. I b-barely f-feel it since the s-suit is thick and heated and I connect r-right-t-t after, and you don't feel anything once you're in.[/color]" She clutched at her narrow frame, trying in vain to warm up some as the cold started to get to her more. Her breaths began to heave more, and the staccato gunshots of her chattering teeth were only halfway because of the cold. "[color=ffe63d]I'm sorry,[/color]" she muttered quietly, gripping her upper arms in a very familiar way, "[color=ffe63d]I-I'm g-gonna wait o-outside.[/color]" She handed Tillie her phone for the flashlight, then fled the cockpit, breathing deeply as she emerged again onto the broad platform and moving away some so the cold could slacken off a bit. After a moment's consideration, she pinged a message to Besca and Dahlia (for when they stopped being busy and asleep, respectively): [i]I have a new technician. She's nice. You should meet her.[/i]