Just... Go back to the ship

"Elena... I need... I just need more time," you answer. Yes: you understand her perspective. She was probably dreaming about the two of you together for years. Perhaps longer. And now the entire thing was almost taken from her. Of course she made this step.

"So just... We just continue to be best friends," she answers.

"It is nothing like that, El... I just need more time..." you answer.

For the remainder of the day, none of you say a word to the other. Nor for the next days, as you hurl onboard everything of use from the wreckage, and continue your way towards your next destination.

TO BE CONTINUED