[Ah, and Palamedes loves to hear Viktor get sentimental like this, the most beautiful thing— there's nothing quite like that dollop of poetry on top of something so tied to invention, to innovation. He remembers Viktor's dream of air and water filtration he'd mentioned when they met, and while he doesn't get the implications of a magic floating rock for that kind of thing, machinery - well. The spark in Viktor's eyes is the same, earning him a swift kiss when he pulls Palamedes in closer.]

I know I wasn't there, and it was ages ago, but I'm still proud of you.

[His man the genius inventor... the humanitarian... the guy who looks very handsome lit up all blue and humors him with helping him get upside down. Palamedes remembers to take his new glasses off before they fall off his face; the fancy chain they're on isn't meant for this stupid an angle.

Anyway,] I've been on a space ship, yes. It was a shuttle, in fact, and immensely cramped. I spent the entire flight driving Cam mad, theorizing about what the other adepts and their cavaliers would be like.

[Well, mostly the ones he hadn't met, but of course he indulged in a good bout of "do you think the Second is less uptight after all these years?" as well. Camilla preferred these to the other speculations, darling girl.

Now upside down, he reaches for Viktor, knitting his fingers together at the back of Viktor's neck to keep himself in the right spot. Hey.]

For the record, I'm having more fun here than I did in space.