Samantha fidgeted and looked down at her plate. It felt almost unreasonably silly to suggest the thing that she was about to. They could be sent away tomorrow, without a shred of warning. This could be over in an instant, but at the same time it was like Asuka said. She didn't use that word often.

She chewed, swallowed and breathed in and out, trying to summon up what she wanted to say. She'd planned to say it softly, quietly enough that it didn't make a scene. But, when it came out, it was in a rush and far louder than intended. "Do you want to elope!"

...well, fuck. She'd just said that hadn't she?