Look. Look. Anyone could have reversed the sign on those coordinates. His head is hard enough the landing barely mattered.

"I'm fine. You could drop my chip in a pot of coffee and it wouldn't slow me down. It's not even a hundred degrees."

Since when is a temperature that low something she personally needs to worry about? Cortana feels so betrayed, though by what is an open question. 31st century robotics? The laws of physics? The mere existence of limitations?

Probably all of the above. It is Cortana, after all.