((Korras’s Quarters, SB 118 OPS))
As Korras had called out to her, Sasch stopped in her tracks. The Russian turned to face Korras. At that moment he saw something he had not yet seen before. Her jaw was set. Her eyes had surrendered the tears that they had refused to earlier, and yet, the more they rained, the more fire they produced.
Kreshkova: Da?
Her single word was a question, and it demanded an answer.
Korras: Of course this means a lot to me. Of course I hate this. However, I was trying to stay positive. I did not want us to spend the last few days we have together in sadness.
Kreshkova: But I AM sad, Korras. Saying I am happy, vill not change how my heart feels.
Korras: In my culture, it is a great honour to have your skill so renowned as that you are requested to do so elsewhere. So of course I am glad for you, even if I do not like that. You mean the world to me, of course I would rather not be parted from you.
That statement, well, it didn’t make Sasch feel better, but it made her feel less bad. And understanding why he said what he said, didn’t change everything, but it did help her see things from his perspective a little more. Tentatively, she walked back toward him and when she was near, she wrapped her arms around him, lay her head on his chest, and she no longer worked to hold back the tears.
Korras: I know I am not always able to properly convey my feelings. I have tried to adapt, but so many things get lost in translation.
After a few moments the Helmswoman’s tears slowed - though they did not stop.
Kreshkova: I am sorry zhat I got upset at you. My heart just aches, Korras.
The Russian reached up and tried to wipe the tears away from her eyes.
Korras: ?
Kreshkova: I vill miss you. Very much.
She buried her face in his chest again. She didn’t understand how she could feel so conflicted. She really was excited about the chance to fly a quantum slipstream drive ship. What pilot wouldn’t be. But she would be leaving a part of her heart behind.
Korras: ?
Finally getting the courage to look up into his brown eyes.
Kreshkova: So vhat are ve going to do?
Korras: ?
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Lt Sasch Kreshkova
Helm
SB 118
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It is an honor to fly starships through the deadly, beautiful, vastness of space. ~ Sasch Kreshkova