[He laughs outright, balancing on his toes, hands on his knees. He actually lifts his head and barks that laugh up, as if he's addressing nature, as if to ask, can you believe this?
When he looks back at her, he's still smiling, but it's not in his eyes.]
I'm on a prison ship in space where nothing can really hurt me.
[His smile widens, teeth flashing. Even the pain she causes - or maybe especially - is fleeting.] What could be better?
spam.
When he looks back at her, he's still smiling, but it's not in his eyes.]
I'm on a prison ship in space where nothing can really hurt me.
[His smile widens, teeth flashing. Even the pain she causes - or maybe especially - is fleeting.] What could be better?