The pressure-drop collapsed and Motoko fell back into real-time as her micromachine systems counted down the differences between adequate oxygenation and her stored. The right amount came back into balance before she ran out, so the Major resumed breathing, quietly purging the excess. The line looped around her belt was still taut with the way the tethered ends had fallen, so she gamely disconnected herself before standing.

Careful hands touched sidearm and holdout gun to be sure the snaps holding them had held, then she turned to look at Indigo and in a tone that very calmly added an 'or else' informed her, "You're going to have to submit a more detailed report than that."