[ "I'm not sure we get a choice," the pessimistic side of him wants to say. But Gingham knows that. And the pessimistic side holds so much less weight than the other - the side that ones to believe and wish for the best. ]


[ Slowly, gently he pulls away some to nudge his forehead against Gingham's instead - to look him in the eye. ]

We won't. We aren't.

We've still got a whole life ahead of us. One that doesn't have to include staying on this cruise ship forever.