Khan nodded without looking at her, leaving the schematic up for her benefit but focusing his own attention on the two other screens. One devolved into a brisk stream of binary and he stared at it intently until the scrolling stopped. Satisfied, he banished the screen and turned to the one which was a complex series of system status updates.

"You'll be able to synthesize any clothing you wish once you get there, but that won't help us now. I'm not sure if you need some kind of special material, but if any kind of cloth will do and it's that much of a concern, you could use a pair of socks as mittens." Her socks, his socks, whatever. Not that Khan would have any problem dragging her along by her wrist, but she knew far more about the probability and consequences of accidental contact.

"We leave in three minutes."