[She kisses his cheek, moving in slowly toward his mouth for wet, sloppy and distressed kisses. Her hand wipes away tears from her own face before doing the same to his, finding it only then that she laughs despite herself and whispers 'what a pair are we, huh?' in a breath shared between them.]
I packed a bag. I don't know where to go with it but I have a bag. I can get it and we can find somewhere to hold up together, maybe Sector 0? If anything, it feels like that'd be the last one to go. If it, ah... goes.