Solus couldn't rest. Or work. Or relax. He couldn't do a damned thing other than think of F814. And feel. f**k, but he felt, which totally pissed him off. Where was his damned switch that would allow him to return to his happy, emotionless state?
They'd only travelled two day's distance from the asteroid. Two days filled with irrational actions. He didn't plan it that way. He tried to do his duty in running the ship. Yet, before he knew it, he was sneaking away on a pretext of showing F814 something he'd forgotten that she just had to know. He made her food to eat even though she assured him she didn't require daily sustenance. He did it anyway, finding and serving her the sweetest items on board, just so he could see her startled smiles as she tasted something she enjoyed. He found her b
