"Sorry," he said quietly, not meeting her gaze. "I know you say it's okay, but... it's probably a little frustrating."
She gave him a look before offering a smile and wrapping her arms around him. "Row, I really don't mind at all. This is nice."
His arm rested on her back, and he looked up to the ceiling. "Tez, what do you think happens when we die?"
She rested her head against him. "In my religion, we're told that once we die, Fae takes us to the ocean in the sky, and the moon is an island." She smiled slightly. "I know the sky doesn't actually work like that, but I'd still like to believe we go somewhere nice."
