[ Maker save her, why does she have to deal with this petulant child?????

Only, given his reckless attitude and the (actually quite impressive) nature of this explosive sweat ability, she is now somewhat worried that, if he got angry enough, he actually would try to blow up the station. ]

Great plan, genius. Which one of us can survive in the cold vacuum of space unaided? Exploding sweat can't help you when your body decompresses so fast your eyeballs boil out of your skull.

[ Right. Arguing with him is the logical response to her worry, right? ]