[It's the Piemaker's choice, but in the end he leans back against the giant wing, closing his eyes and imagining himself in Chuck's arms, in the Pie Hole, back on Earth where it's safe and warm and loving.
He remains like that, silent, for a long few seconds.
But it's never good to dwell on what cannot currently be, and eventually he brings himself out of his own trance, looking up at Marsh]
[Private]
He remains like that, silent, for a long few seconds.
But it's never good to dwell on what cannot currently be, and eventually he brings himself out of his own trance, looking up at Marsh]
You're good at that.