"I want us to do as little dying as possible, let's not make a habit out of it...the other people can die." A simple philosophy that the woman had lost several limbs to, but true to live by. Things in the war had been that easy.
"I'll get some more." She went back to the airlock, returning a few minutes later with the newer sensor strips, manging to get more than their first go. She set a few delicately down on the hull, and handed one to Blueberry. "I'll take a look at other tactical improbabilities, the list of what could happen to us when we have time-maybe there are a few more tweaks we can make. I want this to be home not a memorial."