[Ben is holed up in the sleeping quarters, spread on a cot that just barely fits him with his legs crossed, a book in one hand, and his arm behind his head. Its spine is well worn (too worn to make out a title), suggesting that he's either borrowed it from someone, or he's had it for far too long.
When Kira appears in the doorway, he glances her way with a raised eyebrow, turning the book face down on his chest and then resting his arm over it.
By now, he's keyed into the fact that she seems to be made uncomfortable by any displays of affection, even those not so entirely genuine.]
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When Kira appears in the doorway, he glances her way with a raised eyebrow, turning the book face down on his chest and then resting his arm over it.
By now, he's keyed into the fact that she seems to be made uncomfortable by any displays of affection, even those not so entirely genuine.]
I knew you'd miss me eventually.
[He might have a death wish.]