"A good name though, Minooet," he stumbled and pronounced the name in English before correcting himself, "I mean, Minuit. Heh, still not all that perfect..." Five months of rushed courses in two languages in addition to all of the Runner training still left much to be asked for. A work in progress, as was everything.
Nicks idle thoughts were interrupted by the touch of her shoulder to his. Sophie had put down the bear and moved closer, looking up into Nick's face, revealing a dazzling smile and exposing a beautifully smooth neck and shoulders. Nick resisted the attempt to look further down her body and focused on her face. 'Smooth skin, deep green eyes, lips that seemed more like a target than a mouthpiece-' Nick stopped himself. He knew he shouldn't be getting involved with women, not so early in the game. He kept on smiling down to her though.
"Well, I almost did. A sculpture from when I was a kid, but it feels kindof weird to bring it off-world." 'Perhaps I could make another one for each habitable world we visit, and leave it there for my return?' He shook his head, "Other than that, I brought my martial arts uniform, that's about the only thing sentimental I have."
Sophie's eyes had glazed over a bit, a somber look came to her face. Nick was unsure what to make of it. Then she suddenly became active again.
"Oh! Nick, they're serving dinner right now! We should probably go get something to eat before they close the hall."
He jumped at the chance and got up, suddenly aware of himself, how close they were. "Yeah, lets go!"