"Well, I hope command shares that sentiment." Momo replies, a new pair of waterproofed gloves clutched in her hand. She begins to pull them on.

She hadn't seen the bands, but she had been informed there was a deep-cover operative in Elysium posing as what the Empire euphemistically referred to as a "servant", and that he would be assisting for at least part of the recovery process. She watches him for a moment, then nods. Deep cover or not, she doesn't blame Nicholaj for not wanting to go back.

"All right. Then I should make use of your help for as long as I can have it, then." She looks down, towards his hands. "Can you show me your hands? I'll make you a pair too and I need to have an idea of the measurements."