"Happy to be wrong about that?" he asks with a quick laugh. Then he'll find a good spot, a bench or something close enough, to settle himself down on with her still in his arms. /He'll give her a soft squeeze as they do.

"And while the Admiral would let you off the ship, there's no saying that you have to get going right away. You ought to consider whether there are things you want, a deal you're interested in, people... who matter and... could matter more."

He nudges her lightly.

"I'm here for it. Part of my job, the rest of our lives? Is figuring out what makes us happy. And one of the best tools? Right here. Have you ever considered wardening?"