A suggestion which only leads to Claire actively wondering for a moment what would happen if she were to chuck herself out of an airlock. Or what might become of her if she were to float aimlessly in the nothingness smothering all around them without a suit. Probably not something that she should experiment with right away, but in the interest of testing her limits in this place, in determining what kind of player she might be in whatever fray she, or others, might get tossed into, it doesn't hurt to be prepared.

As far as pickles go, she'd probably take that that over any other insane option that could be thrown her way. But then again maybe not.

She laughs at his suggestion, more a snort than anything but there's still genuine amusement in it. Possibly more than there should be, and both her eyebrows raise as if to consider the option. "Also a vital concern. If I could even find one. This place is a lot bigger than I thought it was."