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He laughed out loud, looking over at her. "Seriously?"
She seemed to consider this before looking down and setting the bedding on the floor. "I see."
"No, that's not right. I like you too much."
She looked confused. "Bah-zul? Like the plant?"
"Because you brought it up."
She hesitated before joining him, taking a pillow as well. "What did you say your name was?"
"Of course. See you tomorrow." * * * "But you tell me when you think it'd be appropriate."
She shook her head slightly, her shoulders slumped. "If I can live 50 years in it," she said, her voice cracking slightly. "I can live a few more...
(Yoop!) * * * He flushed slightly, looking down at her in surprise. "I don't think it's an exact science."
She followed him, remaining quiet as they returned to the cargo hold. She eyed the cryogenic chamber nervously, her brows furrowed.
She nodded, slipping on a coat over her pajamas and closing the door behind her. * * * He laughed slightly. "Weirdo."
She frowned, looking down at the floor. "Okay."
"I'm not going to have you walk home in the snow." * * * He looked down at her, raising one eyebrow. "Aren't we?"
She frowned, opening her mouth to speak before the loudspeaker crackled to life. "Attention. The time is now 2200 hours. Curfew is now active....
She squinted before going over to the door as well, grabbing her keys off the counter. "Don't be ridiculous." * * * "At least I'm dating...
She seemed very upset by this response, her brows furrowing. "But... surely she has basic human decency."
She set down the phone, looking back up at him. "Do you need a ride home?" * * * "Hm. Redvines or Twizzlers?"
"Surely she is not so cruel as to keep me in distress like this," she replied hastily. "Surely she could be reasoned with."
"This will be good, I think," she said with a small shrug. * * * "What about you? What's your favorite?"
"Why not?" she asked sharply, raising an eyebrow. Stephanie, at that moment, wasn't actually in her quarters. Donning her goggles, she set off...
