It's the nadir of Vault manners to push a line of conversation into territory where you haven't been invited, especially when there's been a change of subject.

"Oh, yes," Ellen says. "That's a Chinese military Crimson Dragoon suit. It originally belonged to a soldier who was part of the invading forces in Alaska, two hundred years ago. They must've captured it when the Chinese were driven out of the state, because it was in a sealed armory when I found it."

(Well. The original was, but it got taken apart by aliens. This one was obtained through the Bar, some time thereafter. Ellen doesn't always remember; this is what happens with radiation-induced unconsciousness and other head traumas.)

"It was the only thing I had that was suitable for going into that kind of cold."