[In return, he gives her a gentle, understanding smile and a squeeze of her hand. No one around here is going to judge.
Actually, they will, but not for the reasons she's worried about.]
The bus stop.
[A humble beginning, relatively speaking to the rest of their adventure today. But to Athena, the bus itself is hardly humble--soft, cushy seats, wide glass windows without a single chip in them, and it's heated! How luxurious! It feels way more secure than any beat-up caravan on Pandora...
or maybe more suffocating, depending on your point of view. Boxer leads her to a seat where she can sit next to the window, and he takes the one closer to the aisle.
There's an older--much older than Pandora would've ever let survive--stuffy-dressed woman who goes out of her way to give the two of them a nasty stink-eye. Boxer gives her a wide grin and a two-fingered salute, which she huffs at before turning back to face the front. The vehicle's interior lighting dims as it takes off.]
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Actually, they will, but not for the reasons she's worried about.]
The bus stop.
[A humble beginning, relatively speaking to the rest of their adventure today. But to Athena, the bus itself is hardly humble--soft, cushy seats, wide glass windows without a single chip in them, and it's heated! How luxurious! It feels way more secure than any beat-up caravan on Pandora...
or maybe more suffocating, depending on your point of view. Boxer leads her to a seat where she can sit next to the window, and he takes the one closer to the aisle.
There's an older--much older than Pandora would've ever let survive--stuffy-dressed woman who goes out of her way to give the two of them a nasty stink-eye. Boxer gives her a wide grin and a two-fingered salute, which she huffs at before turning back to face the front. The vehicle's interior lighting dims as it takes off.]