Thruster fights me, then stops when we drift apart. He catches my wrist and pulls us together again.
Thruster>>StarJumper 2612: Kelta, what are you doing? You could suffocate!
I slow my breathing, knowing I’m on limited supply with the regulator down. “I’ve been low on oxygen before. And I trust you. Break me out when we’re in the atmosphere. You’re the only one who can get us down in one piece.”
Thruster’s face screws up as we fall. He braces me against him like I’m already dead.
Seconds later, breathing becomes more difficult. I hear the first ripples of air over my helmet as my mind grows fuzzy and thoughts blur. “I…trust you.”
Thruster>>StarJumper 2612: I’ll do everything I can to get us down fast. I can’t lose you.
“In case I don’t make it…”
Thruster>>StarJumper 2612: Don’t say that.
“I love you.” Dizziness grips me. If I die, I want him to never doubt his importance or how I feel. “I’m glad…youcaught me. Thank you…for life.”
The atmosphere shimmers across my helmet, a faint line between the darkness and the gorgeous blues of air I wish I had.
Thruster>>StarJumper 2612: Kelta!
