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Through the window, Camille watches the earth rise, a sapphire dot in the distance. In her arms, Strawberry’s chest rises and falls again, rhythmic and peaceful. Through her back, where it’s pressed against Camille’s own chest, her heart beats. It’s like a reminder: ‘ here, here, here ’.
There had been a moment, during their last wake cycle, when she almost hadn’t been. The routine spacewalk had gone wrong, the suit malfunctioning, and Strawberry had been stranded with low oxygen supplies and no guarantee of getting back to the craft safe.
‘ Here, here, here ,’ says her heart. Camille pulls her closer.
Safe.