I grew up in space. Being at the Circle is the first time I've ever been on a planet more than a week or so. [She says, as she takes the hairpin and unbends it, straightening it out. She brings it to her mouth, pulling the little rubber cap off with her teeth and putting it in her pocket.

She starts fashioning it into a lockpick, bending it in a way that'll give her leverage; she takes her other hairpin and begins turning it into a lever. Her hair falls a little further down her shoulders.] There's still power in this area, so the doors aren't going to be magnetically sealed, I don't think. You always want a backup system to open or close them.