Then she took his face in her hands and kissed him. They tangled together in the zero-G, holding on to one another as if they could crush out the grief that threatened to drown them. Her lips were warm and soft on his, the familiar taste of her like a balm for the fear still rampaging through him. And even though beyond this moment, everything was still so wrong, they were together—and for now, that was all that mattered.
