Grab the zipper tab. See if it can somehow be attached (lz)

With both the knife and the zipper tab in hand, Plum bent over to retrieve her phone. Crossing her fingers, toes and heartstrings, Plum pushed the "wake" button and waited...

...nothing.

Plum let out a long drawn out sigh... or maybe a groan. It was definitely a groan. She stepped into the moonlight and watched as it reflected a spiderweb of cracks across the face of her phone.

Rolling her eyes so hard that her head tipped backward, she slipped the phone back into her pocket and decided to focus on the task at hand.

The girl still lay motionless where she'd left her. Maybe she'd know what to do with the zipper tab?

Plum knelt down in front of her and lifted the girl's hand, kickstarting the suit yet again.

She laid the zipper tab gently on the palm, hoping that the girl could somehow feel it and realize what it was. Perhaps she just had been unable to find it after being blinded by the suit?

The zipper tab seemed almost invisible against the obsidian black of the girl's gloved hand... and in a few seconds... it had become exactly that. Gone.

Plum stared in disbelief - the zipper had literally melted into the fabric of the suit. The girl had somehow realized what had happened - either through tactile sense, or some other form of detection that plum could not comprehend from outside the suit. Either way, the girl was now pointing frantically at... well it seemed to be in the general direction of the chair she'd come from. She was a little bit off to the right but she probably couldn't see, so getting it that close was quite an achievement already.

The girl gestured toward the chair, then scratched the back of her neck. Then she pointed toward the chair again.

Standing up, Plum strode over to the chair, not sure what she'd expected to find. She turned back to look at the girl, but she'd returned to her fetal position, motionless yet again.

Plum furrowed her eyebrows - why was she sent back here?

She scanned the chair, then the table... then...

The zipper tab was back on the plate.

Plum picked it up.

She was still holding the knife in her other hand.