"But isn't that the thing?" she asked with a certain level of plaintiveness in her voice. "We could be sitting here five years from now and arguing about the same pros and cons. It's the sort of discussion that doesn't seem to get us anywhere."
Blowing out a frustrated breath, Kate leaned back in her chair, frowning slightly at him from across the table. "Maybe I'm just scared?" She wasn't really sure if she was asking the question hypothetically or not. "Logically, I know that there isn't ever going to be a perfect time. There will always be a reason that we should hold off, living on a spaceship being chief among them, but I also know that if I really wanted it then there wouldn't be much that I'd let get in the way."
Biting down on her bottom lip, her eyebrows drew back together. this time born out of the concentration she was applying to the jumble of thoughts in her head. "So maybe it's not really any of this stuff that's holding me back. Maybe it's just that I'm scared or, somewhere deep down, that I just don't think I'll ever be ready for it."