[ It's okay. Elster has all the time in the world to figure it out. Ariane isn't dying; the ship isn't malfunctioning; the dream isn't falling apart. Taking things one at a time isn't a luxury she'll deny Elster. ]

Okay. Let's be safe.

[ That sounds good. A distant concept, perhaps, like a character from a forbidden book, but still nice.

Ariane doesn't say much, after that, content to walk alongside Elster. Too quickly, however, that contentedness turns into focus as her knees threaten to buckle and her body threatens to stumble. Neither illness nor cryo have been kind on Ariane's endurance, and it's probably better for her to speak up rather than trip for real, and worry Elster more. ]

I think this is all I can do for now. [ A slight smile, trying to make the best of things. ] How far are we? Maybe they have copies of those dumb exercise montage videos at the Station.