[James will find, on the bed in shared quarters that he’s chosen, a small box tied with a blue bow. Inside there is what looks like a carving. Waves, shaped out of a brilliant blue stone, and nestled amongst them, as though it’s navigating the waves, is a tall ship, painstakingly shaped out of white stone.
[ It is rare that in his free time he does not seek her out. He knows well enough that his behaviour on the beach was... questionable, but he would do the same again, in the same circumstances.
The sight of the little box on the bed is a surprise, but he knows immediately it is from her.
He isn't much used to gifts. They are something to bestow on family, on very close friends, and he can't say in truth he has ever had much of either.
But this touches his heart, his thumb tracing the sail of the tiny ship. ]
Ad Astra: some time after their return to the ship from beach planet
With it is a note:]
James ~
Thinking of you
C
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The sight of the little box on the bed is a surprise, but he knows immediately it is from her.
He isn't much used to gifts. They are something to bestow on family, on very close friends, and he can't say in truth he has ever had much of either.
But this touches his heart, his thumb tracing the sail of the tiny ship. ]