She smiles, holding her arm up and turning it to get a look at Kate’s handiwork from all sides. It looks good, much better than she could do on her own, and she likes the colors. She used to have a dress that exact shade of blue, and Weyland had always liked red, so she likes red too. The dress she has with her here is red, in fact, for that very reason--it had been Weyland’s birthday, and he always liked her in it.

But though she may not know much of fashion, she knows enough to be able to tell that her dress isn’t really suited to being outdoors, not in this weather, not in the middle of nowhere. So while she doesn’t want to impose on Kate at all, maybe a different dress would be more in order.

If nothing else, then she’d have something other than just her slip to wear while doing her laundry.