"No, they're like..." She fumbled over the word, looking down at their hands for a moment. "They're so pretty, and when sunlight hits them, they look like tiny galaxies."
She looked up at him again before glancing out at the rest of the room. "I should probably try to do something. I feel so useless just sitting here... the Captain might try to sell me back."
She laughed slightly, pulling away from him and lying back against the pillows, her eyes soft. "Your assistant?" she teased, running her fingers through her hair casually. "Maybe I will take your job and you can be my assistant."
She shrugged smoothly, looking over at him brightly. "Confidence is key," she told him playfully. "Would you doubt my abilities?"
She laughed, wrapping her arms around a pillow nearby and holding it to her stomach. “You are good,” she said decisively. “You are very pleasing to me.”
She looked over at him before resting her head on his shoulder. “You are always of service,” she said quietly. “You are very good to be around.”
She was quiet for a moment before moving over to the edge of the bed, setting her feet on the floor, apprehension in her gaze. She stood up slowly, her knees shaking as she braced herself against the edge of the bed.
