[She wants to lie to him. Tell him everything is fine and make him believe it. She feels like a horrible person for putting that weary, hollow look in his eyes.

She reaches for his hand and presses it against her own neck...to warm skin, to a pulse beating under his fingers, to breath rasping in her throat, vibrating against his touch.]

I'm alive, Tig. Right here, right now, I'm alive...and I'm going to stay that way. I'm going to ask the Admiral to change my deal.

[Releasing his hand, she wraps her arms around his neck and hugs him, pressing her face against his shoulder.]

You and me...we're gonna stay alive, okay? And we're gonna do it together. [She smiles a little, shifting to kiss his cheek.]

Team Fuck The Reaper.