"These maintenance checks need her signature before we can set course, and she's 45 kilos soaking wet. Why is everyone so afraid of her?"

"H-- her size? You really think that matters? You can't just barge into her quarters! You realize no one knows almost anything about her? How long have you--"

Alone time and private space can be at such a premium during interstellar travel.

Snow is interrupted during a private flight of fancy. After being asked again and again exactly how long her tongue is, she set out to measure it, cursing her own curiosity. She never got an exact answer, but with the ruler pressed against her teeth, she pretty comfortably went past 30 centimeters.