Sounds a lot like the day I had. [She steps slowly back towards her bunk and, opening the curtain properly, sits on the edge of the bed.] Only I didn't get to commune with nature, I mostly stayed indoors. Made my, uh, blood and my body one with the rover.

[She grins, coughs - she's learned the art of covering her mouth when she does that quickly - and then surreptitiously wipes her hand off on an already red-spattered cloth.] Kind of like that.

[It's better than it was, before the nanites. Tiny flecks, that's all.]

You know, it worked. This. [She gestures to the bloody cloth, and can't look at him for a moment.] There's not much I wouldn't do to stop it ever happening again.