[ A little relief crossed his expression, and he realised then - maybe for the first time, in an honest, straightforward way - that they were friends. Not just two Martians stuck on a scrap piece of metal, but friends. That she obviously had considered him a friend this whole time, even when he didn't recognize her.
And that even though he hadn't, she had made it pretty damn easy to catch up. A surge of affection ran through him, reflecting in his sheepish expression. ]
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And that even though he hadn't, she had made it pretty damn easy to catch up. A surge of affection ran through him, reflecting in his sheepish expression. ]
.. Still. Thanks. I mean it.
You, ah- you had breakfast yet?