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It's not like the thought I only have eyes for you, Beth is even on his mind, but as the two of them walk down the stairs and take that little jog of detour through the bar and out the back door, he's not even looking at anyone else. That thought he had on Europa of making every goddamn day its own honeymoon was a really good one and he's been trying hard to live up to it, even though he's never said a word aloud about it. Not to Beth, not to Junior, not to his reflection in the mirror, not to anyone.

That doesn't mean he can't keep it up, though.

And because she likes the skinny tie so much, he's wearing it even though the only thing they have to do is relax, stroll around the lake, get some sunshine. Today it doesn't bother him that the sunshine can't be real. What the hell, it's just like growing up on Mars. Manufactured environment; take it for granted. But outside by the lake today with the shimmering deep blue-green of the water and the gentle breeze kissing their faces, none of that matters. He pretty much figures life is what it is and it offers what it offers and fuck if he isn't gladder than hell that it's brought him and this woman by his side together.

Hand in hand, they start out slowly around the lake. This isn't a workout, it's a date. It's just that Beth maybe doesn't know that yet.

He gives her hand a little squeeze. "Yo."