"God dammit you don't know when to leave things alone, do you?"

Well you got her talking now, talking and moving. She hooked her arms around to grab his and shove him back against the wall, flat of her forearm pinning his throat there as she leaned in close, his own reflection staring back at him in her visor.

"You've got a body, a real one now. More real than this anyway." She flexed her fingers in the suit as a gesture of explanation. "So take it an live whatever normal kind of life you can. Keep away from the Freelancers. You get a second chance here." One she wasn't going to get.

Her voice softened, the hand not pinning him moved to gingerly touch just the edge of his cheek. Felt real, she could tell there were differences of density and texture but a hell of a lot more like a living body than what she had. "So just let it go."