"Hm... if I can find a laundry room, perhaps we can wash your clothes while you shower. I don't think all the crystals are out." And hopefully, the machines could handle some stray crystal fragments. She'd just make sure the worst were gone before possibly breaking them machine.

Turning her head, she too looked at the planet - the one the moon they were actually on orbited. None of it looked remotely familiar.

"... Does this planet have a breathable atmosphere, or have we been surviving space this whole time?"

What was with that?