Well, good for you. [She sighs, but resists the urge to roll her eyes. Barely.] My world's still in the thick of it. Got brought here directly from combat.

[ ..just not with the aliens. But he doesn't need to know that. ]

[ When he comments on smell, she does roll her eyes, before gesturing to the cloths still stacks on one of the rocks behind him. ]

This suit may be designed for long term exposure to different environments, but armor maintenance is important. If there's a smell, well.. [she ducks down, picking up the abandoned gauntlet and turning to show the black ichor stuck there; there's a clear expression of distaste.] I happened to get more hands-on time with our new adversaries than I was expecting.