[ Ugh, Simon, come on. She's trying to get away from this topic, not circle back around to it. At least not in the context of what form she's inhabiting. But-- regarding the basic fact that they had launched the ARK...

That's something she hasn't had a chance to properly celebrate yet. She'd had a moment of exhausted, sad self-satisfaction, of victory, before Simon yelled at her, and here... Well, she's spoken to people, of course, but it wouldn't make sense to explain the ARK to them. It would take so long to communicate the magnitude and scope of what they'd done, and at the end of it, there really is no one else who can understand but Simon, anyway.

Maybe if she directs things-- she can have that moment now. Catherine ends up reluctantly smiling, a soft, private look as she comes up to her knees and starts to poke carefully at his chest panels, evading eye contact again no matter what Simon wants. She doesn't know what he's been doing with this suit, but making sure it stays operational as a dive suit is probably wise. ]

We did, [ she says quietly. ] It still seems... surreal. But we did it, Simon. They're out there, somewhere. Even if you don't remember doing it, remember that. It's something we should be proud of.

[ She certainly is. ]