Perhaps that's simply what I've tapped into in comparison. I'll have to test you when we get back to the Station, unless you wouldn't mind a spar in a room here. [She pauses, considering his hands.] We'll need to get you gloves.

[Though she knows the Hosts are somewhat limited in acting upon one another—that had been made apparent to her by Cathaway rather early on, even if accidents can happen—the thought of being knocked down by sickness irritates her. She would rather not have to engage with that particular problem, especially at the speed with which things move here.]

Why are you guilty? [Look, if he's going to feel feelings all over, she might as well ask.]