Even the simple task of grasping an object is exponentially more difficult in a pressure suit.
A Plumie in a pressure suit just came out of their air lock.
He eeled into the pressure suit and zipped it up to his neck.
One more of those and you'll be walking around the moon without a pressure suit.
Farnsworth began the job of getting out of his pressure suit.
When he awakened, he ate and donned the pressure suit, thinking he would have to get more oxygen from the drone.
They got the leathery, well-preserved body from the pressure suit.
He reached for his helmet, began unsnapping his pressure suit.
He put the box down on the concrete floor, and climbed out of the pressure suit, watching the box all the time.
Nasha studied him, tall and blond, striding along beside her in his pressure suit.