after the brig

[hallelujahpilot]

Trudy has spent two weeks surrounded by walls. One was glass, but it had a view of the rest of the brig. She kept herself occupied as best she can, but four walls. Not flying, not running, not really walking. Four walls, when she's gotten so used to being outside on the science sorties

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[one_man_army]

Some time (not too long, though) later, he's standing at the base of the tree, looking up.

He's shaved. And cut his hair, since she's last seen him.

(He doesn't look so tired, anymore.)

"Mind company?"

[hallelujahpilot]

(in contrast, she looks more tired than last time; paler, slightly drained)

"Mind climbin'?" She asks, grinning down at him.

[one_man_army]

"For you? Anythin'."

He takes a few steps back to get a head start, jogs, and jumps. His fingers curl around the lowest branch; it's not long after that until he's perched up in the tree beside her, soles of his boots scraping at the bark as he gets comfortable.

After he is:

"You alright, love?"

[hallelujahpilot]

"'m fine."

And then,

"Spent two weeks in the brig."