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...?"