Touch the substance
The substance recedes at my touch. My own suit begins to issue a warning, but it is quickly silenced.
I find myself strangely light-headed, and in possession of new nanite clusters.
Some requirements or outcomes are not yet mapped.
Offer medical assistance
I offer assistance but upon further scrutiny, I realise that the Traveller within the suit is already dead.
The suit continues to speak, aping what must have been their wearer's voice. It gives me units, trying to act as if nothing was wrong.
Rewards