[That Captain was one of those messages that carried quite a few undertones. The reinstatement that the amnesiac Miles had done was no longer a fit of whimsy, ill or partially informed.

For now, at least, Bel could put back on that far more comfortable jacket.]

I've mixed feelings on that. I'll still vote for a shortage.

[They pause, and lean down one more time (just once more), kissing Miles languidly before moving to disentangle and stand.]

We really should work on how to make sure the Fleet can get a lock on our signal. These things have a signal, there's got to be a way to boost it.