Something's wrong... w-what? This doesn't make any sense... For a moment Tess thinks that she's simply started to go mad, but despite the fogginess of her mind, things start to click together. The face—she recognizes Nova's face, faintly. With subvocal commands, the suit runs through its database. There. Yes. She's from—the ship?

And that clicks it all into place.

In her room, in the real world, Tess wakes with a strangled cry. Her suit stiffens up just enough around her to keep her from flailing off the bed.

Oops. You might be on your own there, Nova, if that doesn't shake you out of the dream too.