It crashes into me. Her love. Yeah… I want in, and without listening to anything but my body, I walk into her arms. She’s gentle and sweet and everything I could’ve ever dreamed of having from a girlfriend during an intense…situation? I definitely wouldn’t call it a fight. It’s a missed signal. She’s speaking Thebulan, and I can’t get the translation back fast enough, not any more than she’s been able to receive mine.
