Last spark from the ashes

"Always better when you're on the move." That's one piece of advice she's more than willing to take. She's moving right now, going to put that gun back in safe storage. "Uh. Sorry if the body's still sore when we get restored. Not sure I could've slept that much on a bed." She does care if her friends have to suffer the fallout from her habits, she just doesn't see much way around it.

She takes a minute to watch the view when she comes back: it's different, with these eyes, but it's still wonderful, still awesomely vast and serenely beautiful. A thought occurs to her, and she lets out a low 'heh', chewing it over before she changes course again and looks at Hughes.

"How are you holding up? My body doesn't have many needs, but, uh. It's still different."