[ While Shiro forges on and prepares a spot for them, Hana is-- paused. Enraptured. In awe as she looks up at the glass canopy above them and the stars beyond that. She spends most of her time in cities where the stars are hidden from view or on battlefields where there isn't much of an opportunity for stargazing between trying to survive. Even when she's posted at Watchpoint Gibraltar with Overwatch, there's hardly time to sit outside and look up at the sky.
Which--really sucks, she thinks, because the sight she's greeted with at this moment is amazing, and certainly a pleasant surprise. Space has always fascinated her. She even remembers doing a livestream of watching the Kerberos mission launch years ago, because it was exciting to her and something she wanted to share with her fans. That space is probably second nature to Shiro is something she admires and, admittedly, is a little jealous of. But Hana also knows that she's got responsibilities that tie her down to Earth and intelligent and capable and confident she may be, astronaut she is not.
It's not until he speaks up with instructions that she peels her eyes away from the stars. It takes her a moment to register what exactly he means, to notice something on the steps and then another moment to register that it's his suit jacket.
Have his shoulders always been so broad? ]
You set your jacket down just for me? [ She chuckles again. ] Wow.
[ Then gingerly, she walks over, but before she starts down the steps she kicks her heels off to the side, and steps past Shiro so she can settle down on the step below him, putting her plate and the two bottles of soda down beside her. As instructed, she leans and presses her back to his leg and rests the back of her head to his knee, but not before she brings a hand under her hair and brushes it to the side so it spills over the front of her shoulder. After that, she's lifting a hand with a bottle of soda for him to take. ]
This was a super good idea, Shiro. The stars are so pretty.
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Which--really sucks, she thinks, because the sight she's greeted with at this moment is amazing, and certainly a pleasant surprise. Space has always fascinated her. She even remembers doing a livestream of watching the Kerberos mission launch years ago, because it was exciting to her and something she wanted to share with her fans. That space is probably second nature to Shiro is something she admires and, admittedly, is a little jealous of. But Hana also knows that she's got responsibilities that tie her down to Earth and intelligent and capable and confident she may be, astronaut she is not.
It's not until he speaks up with instructions that she peels her eyes away from the stars. It takes her a moment to register what exactly he means, to notice something on the steps and then another moment to register that it's his suit jacket.
Have his shoulders always been so broad? ]
You set your jacket down just for me? [ She chuckles again. ] Wow.
[ Then gingerly, she walks over, but before she starts down the steps she kicks her heels off to the side, and steps past Shiro so she can settle down on the step below him, putting her plate and the two bottles of soda down beside her. As instructed, she leans and presses her back to his leg and rests the back of her head to his knee, but not before she brings a hand under her hair and brushes it to the side so it spills over the front of her shoulder. After that, she's lifting a hand with a bottle of soda for him to take. ]
This was a super good idea, Shiro. The stars are so pretty.