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Naration: Looks like Lady Banshee is at a loss for words right now. So we'll have to do this without her.
It's perfectly reasonable to assume that shipsuits would have fire resistant properties. They also repel oils, solvents, and many harsh chemicals. Gasoline or kerosine would have simply splashed to the floor.
The failing is that they're mostly geared toward survival in the absence of a breathable atmosphere. Since this could be for an extended period of time, the shipsuit nano-material has a limited ability to reprocess, store, and remove (by encapsulation) bodily secretions and wastes (depending on the material). Water is removed from urine and excrement and stored in a thin skin of suit material to be set aside. (It is then slowly converted to a high explosive. Because if you're in your suit long enough to have to do your business in it, you're probably in a situation where blowing something up might be called for.) Otherwise useful substances are stored within the material itself.
But since shipsuits are not actual nano-machines, and have very little computing power, they lack the ability to make judgments on what to collect. But most alcohols fall under the useful category, so there's a brief period where it was allowed to collect on the surface of Lady Banshee's shipsuit.
Another factor was Lady Banshee's dress. It was made up of a fine gold mesh, and while gold doesn't burn, it did trap additional methanol.
B'Van Si: That dress was made using a process lost with the Atulani civilization. I kept it for 4600 years without so much as a snag! And now it's a puddle on the floor!