[ He didn't want to smile. He wanted to wallow in his hurt for a while - wanted to know how it felt so that he could avoid feeling that way again. How? He didn't know. Maybe sure no one's nose got broken, at least. But he couldn't help the slight twitching of his lip as he turned his attention back to the dashboard. She wasn't allowed to make him smile. Not right now. ]

There's pinning and then pinning, and you know exactly what I mean. [ He finished his checklist and then finally flipped one of the switches to the engine, the whole ship slowly beginning to rev to life around them. ]

You're trying to calm me down with flattery and innuendo. [ He accused, but there was no bite in it. ] It's sort of working. But the first part worked better.

[ He paused, wet his lips, and then hit another switch, the hum of the engines increasing in frequency. ]

... I love you too, Andy.