“I miss the way it used to look when Orion shot a flaming arrow in the shape of the crescent moon during early spring on Earth.”
“Yeah, me, too. Oh, how jealous in was of the Moon when you two were alone, the moonlight looking over your shoulder when you studied for exams on the back porch.”
“Doesn’t seem that long ago, does it?”
“Unh unh. Makes me seem old yet I still feel so young!”
“Well, we are a few hundred Earth years old…”
“…but who’s counting?!” they said in unison, and began to dance.
“Do you still get jealous every time I dance with someone else?”
“Even the dance partner simulator?”
“Yes, Guin, even more so.”
“Good!” Guin pushed away from Lee and called up the dance sim, performing an elaborate ballet duet routine she’d found in old childhood memory archives recently.