There is a glance back at the nudge. Fuck around and find out, Wayne. (Neither of those things will happen. They are responsible.)
"Me neither," Clark says. "But it seems relaxing."
There is an epaulette shark circling nearer, but not near enough. Still, Clark isn't afraid of falling in, centre of gravity wherever he needs it to be, so he leans enough to brush fingers against spotted hide. Maybe they'll deserve another vacation in a future that doesn't feel like it's about to be eaten up by cosmic horrors. Maybe they'll kill an afternoon by drifting bellydown in crystal clear waters and stare at octopuses and eels and pointy-finned tropical fish, who will only see their shadows.
There's probably a lot they have to talk about. Clark evens out his hand when no fish is imminent, unconcerned about germs and stingray pee as he only just touches the surface. Earth is pretty good. The Els did alright.
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"Me neither," Clark says. "But it seems relaxing."
There is an epaulette shark circling nearer, but not near enough. Still, Clark isn't afraid of falling in, centre of gravity wherever he needs it to be, so he leans enough to brush fingers against spotted hide. Maybe they'll deserve another vacation in a future that doesn't feel like it's about to be eaten up by cosmic horrors. Maybe they'll kill an afternoon by drifting bellydown in crystal clear waters and stare at octopuses and eels and pointy-finned tropical fish, who will only see their shadows.
There's probably a lot they have to talk about. Clark evens out his hand when no fish is imminent, unconcerned about germs and stingray pee as he only just touches the surface. Earth is pretty good. The Els did alright.
Hopefully.