There are clear plastic liter bags of water strapped to nearly all parts of this small, pale, human woman's torso.  She's carrying a loaded backpack and a clear bubble helmet (also filled with two bags of water.  She's wearing a beaten, ripped, and bloodstained teal skeinsuit, but the wounds beneath it have all long since healed. Why doesn't she replace it?  Because she's trapped on a god-forsaken sandball with no fucking stores, that's why!

On closer inspection there's something that looks not quite 100% real about the young lady.  Maybe it's her long, flowing, rainbow hair.  That's not normal, is it?  Then again, maybe it's something else you can't quite put your finger on.