Blue eyes met briefly before Illya took the PADD from him. He grunted a little, flipping through some of the pages, though remembering Solo’s place. “Things that both of us can relate to,” Illya said. He hadn’t fought in the war because he’d been too young, but of course it had affected his life. “Let me know if it is good.”
He handed the PADD back and yawned and stretched. It had been a busy day, with he and Rogue swimming and hiking some of the beautiful nature trails. Thus, he was exhausted. Illya laid on his back and stared at the ceiling for a moment, trying not to stretch out too far into Solo’s space.