Yes

There was only thing to say. You promised her then wiped away her tears. First tucking away the lock of her covering so much of her pretty face, that cute button nose and those rosy cheeks behind her ear. Usagi's was frozen in place as you gently caressed her, that thin paper napkin sheet all that separated you from brushing your hand against her skin.

Both of you were aware of that intimate proximity as you leaned back against the chair. "Perhaps we should go look at our cabin." There was still so much to sort out, about yourself, your new body, your new life, so it was fine to ignore the butterflies you had felt in your stomach for a little while. Still felt. "I like this, the pasta was great. Never had anything like it."

"If you'd like we could come back here. Umm... I mean, if you li-liked going out with me." The nearly whispered words slipped out before Usagi realized what she had said. "A-AS FRIENDS!" Correcting herself a heartbeat later. The silence after the outburst was long and pregnant.

Slipping out of the chair, you had promised to pay after all. Distracting yourself with finding a black mark on your right wrist. Trying to not look back and find Usagi's eyes burrowing into the back of your skull. Kami helpfully explained that it was a nanite tattoo and interfaced with F.A.I.R.Y chip and specifically the internal wallet. Easy as slipping it over a scanner and then the funds were withdrawn. Could even be reshaped.

On your way too the restaurant, Kuromiya had stuck close, but now she was shuffling forward, eyes on the ground and a few meters ahead of you. The corridors were the same as before, although noticing some additional details like the colored guidance stripes as you stared into the ceiling.

After a few minutes of uncomfortable walking, a sliding door hissed open and you followed your roommate inside, finding a fairly spacious apartment - if you removed kitchen half of the living room. A single black screen dominated one of the four walls, currently turned off. Three doors lead to the bedrooms and maybe a shower. There was a futuristic bent to everything, smooth lines and curves, sterile, while the sparseness of the decorations you guessed had more to do with Kuromiya.

"The backpack must be heavy. The door to left is yo-yours, Sato-chan, if you want to unpack. Cleaned it out this morning. Bu-burned a cherry blossom scented candle, so it'd smell nice. They remind me of home...," she fussed with something on her shirt, "...h-hope you like it."

You didn't have time to respond before she disappeared into the middle door. The sound of running water coming soon after the lock had clicked shut.

The bedroom wasn't as small as you expected, though perhaps it was normal for spaceships. Placing your luggage on the bed, noticing the springiness as you sat down beside it. Large enough for two people. Finding mostly additional clothes packed away inside, some toiletries and other hygiene products for women, but also a tourist guide for the Stellar Maestro. Picking it up and looking through the pages and images of smiling people as they stood before pools, a grand shopping arcades and even a park with a netted web of windows opening up the sky into space. The sheer number of these complexes listed made you wonder how you had missed them walking aimlessly around earlier.

The Stellar Maestro was less a spaceship than a city. Pondering that fact as you lied down, almost falling asleep in the downy covers smelling of blooming cherry blossoms.

Left physical description of Makoto Sato vague up until this point. Feel free to make suggestions in the comments about physical build, hair/eye color, hair style, etc.