So we're all alone here?

[Clay gives him another kiss on the cheek before he lets go of Allen, jogging forward a bit to take in the sight. There's no planet or aurora, but the sight was still beautiful to him. All of space was like that for him. He presses his hands to the window as he looks outside, wondering if the fleet members or those in the shuttles can see them at all.]

It'd be nice if this could be just our place, you know? Just a place to go when we want to get away for a while.