[Taylor's been down here plenty of times since she first arrived on the ship, but the view out into space is still impressive. She leaves him alone for the moment, turns her attention to her dogs, lets him deal with it how he wants to, because she knows there's people that find it overwhelming, frightening.

It's only when he speaks that she moves to stand beside him, look out at the stars.]

I always thought the world was big, you know? Too much shit to ever see all of it, all the lives going on that you'll never know about.

[Maybe it was from living behind the Academy's walls, only ever seeing the world in small glimpses, learning geography and language but never using it unless there was a mission. Or maybe Taylor's always felt small. Just never let it scare her.

She steps up onto the wide ledge at the bottom of the window, standing so there's only a centimetre between her and the glass. It's enough to make it seem like there's nothing between her and the dark, like she could just drift off - until she breathes, fogs up a tiny patch of the glass, shatters the illusion.]

You'd have to live forever to see all of this.