As for that, ( brightly ) I'm a fast cleaner! The roombas helped a lot.
( what's left of them, anyway, between explosions (not pointing any fingers rosette christopher), mutiny, zombies, abuse by cats, and space-related mishaps. he can't say he's terribly sorry about their dwindling numbers; the mission with rose had been an amusing (illuminating) one, and after both he and gil managed to trip over them he's had a lot less love for them.
her exhaustion, her tension, how much even smaller than usual her presence is — it all, of course, goes noticed, and it also all, of course, goes without comment. if there's a faint narrowing of eyes, a brief tug downward to one corner of his lips, it's all transitory and quickly sink beneath his smile. )
I'll miss them when we leave.
( he has a seat as he says that, pulling the chair closer to the table as he does. one of the last times — or maybe it was the last time — she saw him was a dark night (aren't they all, here) or perhaps morning given the ridiculous time it had been. it's only in retrospect that he can admit he probably hadn't looked any better than she does now; it'd been a difficult transition to the moon, complicated by a difficult transition back to ordinary living after everything the united earth did. things aren't exactly easier by now, but certainly more bearable for a number or reasons. )
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( what's left of them, anyway, between explosions (not pointing any fingers rosette christopher), mutiny, zombies, abuse by cats, and space-related mishaps. he can't say he's terribly sorry about their dwindling numbers; the mission with rose had been an amusing (illuminating) one, and after both he and gil managed to trip over them he's had a lot less love for them.
her exhaustion, her tension, how much even smaller than usual her presence is — it all, of course, goes noticed, and it also all, of course, goes without comment. if there's a faint narrowing of eyes, a brief tug downward to one corner of his lips, it's all transitory and quickly sink beneath his smile. )
I'll miss them when we leave.
( he has a seat as he says that, pulling the chair closer to the table as he does. one of the last times — or maybe it was the last time — she saw him was a dark night (aren't they all, here) or perhaps morning given the ridiculous time it had been. it's only in retrospect that he can admit he probably hadn't looked any better than she does now; it'd been a difficult transition to the moon, complicated by a difficult transition back to ordinary living after everything the united earth did. things aren't exactly easier by now, but certainly more bearable for a number or reasons. )