Natalie cursed. Whoever had coined the truism that if you felt the cold through your spacesuit you were already dead had never spent any time in a Volov 17. The designers had had decades to perfect a suit cheap enough that even people on the nascent asteroid colonies could afford them, and which wouldn't kill you.
No one said anything about keeping you warm, though. The deal was warm enough to survive, not warm enough to be comfortable. The insulation was finely calculated to the task, which also allowed them to use the most rudimentary heat-dissipation systems . . . yet . . .