[Her eyebrow lifts...] Ceramic? Right...not exactly what I had in mind.

[She tugs off the chestplate she always wears. Don't worry, she's not Morrigan...and she has a flight suit on underneath. Bending it a bit, it flexes like it's made of plastic.]

This stuff. Plasteel. And I don't think that really qualifies, that's just beginning to wade out of the kiddie pool. Space is a pretty big place.