She rubs her mouth, looking thoughtful. "Air's fresher here than in some places I've been, at least. Better company, too."

Not sure how she feels about that, when she can recall all the sorts of shitty places she's seen; the oxygen so thick one could barely breathe.

Then again, you can't really breathe at all in space, can you? Suppose she should consider themselves lucky that this ship has managed to hold for so long.