Butch has been doing his best to keep Mireille calm--and really, it's been working. She's got somebody she trusts here, even if Weyland is gone, and that makes her feel safer.

But someone she's known even longer than Butch, someone who was her first real friend? Even better.

Here comes a mechanical woman in mourning dress, grip on Butch's arm tighter than she probably realizes as she pulls him along.