It's delivered with a joking tilt, but dreaming and possibilities feel a lot like a luxury when there's so much more to worry about, when deep down you know you don't belong. It abated a little, when Mal arrived. Gave her space to breath and feel and get lost in the little stories from the few well-worn books in the Keramzin library.
"I thought..." She hums, uncertain. "I thought that after the army, I don't know." Settling on a farm? She flushes a little, realizing she's now detailing a boring life for the both of them. It's also just something written for them rather than a choice they make for themselves.
"An artist," she finally offers softly. It seems silly and frivolous to say it now as it did back then when survival is so important. But Mal is Mal, and he is her safety where she can whisper silly and impossible dreams and know they'll be held as safely as he holds her on these rocky seas.
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It's delivered with a joking tilt, but dreaming and possibilities feel a lot like a luxury when there's so much more to worry about, when deep down you know you don't belong. It abated a little, when Mal arrived. Gave her space to breath and feel and get lost in the little stories from the few well-worn books in the Keramzin library.
"I thought..." She hums, uncertain. "I thought that after the army, I don't know." Settling on a farm? She flushes a little, realizing she's now detailing a boring life for the both of them. It's also just something written for them rather than a choice they make for themselves.
"An artist," she finally offers softly. It seems silly and frivolous to say it now as it did back then when survival is so important. But Mal is Mal, and he is her safety where she can whisper silly and impossible dreams and know they'll be held as safely as he holds her on these rocky seas.