She noticed the way his fist hit the squishy bench, making more of a 'thunk' than a 'thump', and inched away. They couldn't even do normal, hard, inorganic benches here. "We... fight... I've already been through two wars. I... I can at least keep myself in one piece, but this is terrible forcing some of the people here to deal with this!"

It made her wish she'd never woken up here, just... stayed in the pod until they either won, or the ship was destroyed. It's not like she'd ever know either way.