"Yeah, well, Jaime does this regularly too but I still worry about him so you're getting worried about too." she says tersely, reaching in under the collar of her plantsuit and fidling with something at the back of her neck.

When the clasp finally unlatches she pulls out the thin gold chain and the tiny cross dangling from it. It wasn't something she had ever worn often back home, but it was the only personal item of her own she had still had upon arriving on Stacy and probably the only sentimental physical thing she had had at all back in El Paso.

She'd put it on in the weapons and storage locker her first day and not taken it off since.

"Keep this for me okay? I know it's just jewelry but... for my peace of mind?"