I found a manual about the spacesuits... I think it'd be pretty tough to rig something up in them so we could have tea, anyway.

[He's gonna be shooting old man jokes at her in no time.

Hajime nods, tentatively running his thumb along the back of her hand again with a quiet hum. It's there, it's in his hand, and she kissed his cheek? He doesn't feel like he's overstepping boundaries by doing that.]

Yeah, I think so... it's my favorite place on the station, after all. I mean... it's the only place where we can look outside safely.

[He glances over her head, looking out the large windows at the stars beyond, then looks back to her with another rueful smile. He brings a hand up to touch the cut from where he'd gashed his lip with his teeth earlier, shaking his head.]

I'd say we could call this a date, too... but let's leave the Metaverse out of it, next time.