And so they were lifting off into space again, the planet beneath them fading into a small gold and blue dot.

It was insufferably pretty.

Prima stared down at it for a while.

" Are you okay?"

" Oh, Avett... I haven't seen you in a while. Sorry."

She sat down next to him.

" ... I heard from Lina... that you had some thing... that didn't really work out."

" Yeah... I mean, we're going to talk, still, but. It's not quite the same."

He slumped against Lina's shoulder.

" ... You can talk to me about it, if you want."

" I just... feel kind of awful about it."

" It's alright. I understand."

" What should I do...? Avett, what should I do...?"