They should turn the gravity back on, get their feet on the ground and sit down and watch what's left of space Rocky. That should definitely be the game plan and he knows it, but then he's bumping gently up against the bulkhead and her and being smart about this is-- hard. Last time (if he even lets himself think about last time) was different. Josh was gone, he'd been wasted and feeling it (the blood and the emptiness of the ship). So yeah, it should be easier to just vote for getting off the ceiling.

Instead Aidan's grin settles, quirking absently into something less broad and more secret. The corner of his mouth pulls faintly. His fingers shift against hers and he shrugs, easy, glancing to her mouth and back to her eyes in a way that might almost be unconscious (it's not).

"I'm open to suggestions."