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Interstellar Love-Ch.7

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Tristan stood by her in a silence as they waited outside the infirmary. Reina's expression was as normal until the captain stepped up. Her eyes narrowed, her brows closed in, and her fists were clenched tighter than tight. Tristan swallowed hard as a wave of nervous nausea flew over him.

"Human, stay here. You, come with me." He took Reina by the arm and dragged her away.

"Hey! Let go of me! I know how to follow, damn it!" She quickly looked back at Tristan with a worried expression before the captain pulled her around the corner.

His body shook, wanting to move and refusing to. He tried to calm his breathing and heart rate as he watched their shadows. Most of their words remained in the other language, except when Reina slipped into English. "I won't let you do that," "I can and will stop you," and the final; "You made him my responsibility and I won't let you take him from me." After that, she whipped around the corner and approached him. Quickly, she cursed in another language, grabbed his hand, and left the area.

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They stopped in a room with a large window that took up most of two walls. A railing surrounded the most of the edges of the window. It showed the planets, stars, comets, and the endless space. Tristan's mouth fell open in awe as he watched the ever-changing view. Reina leaned against the railing and avoided eye contact.

"What..." Tristan nervously asked. "What did he say?"

"He says you could be dangerous and that we should throw you off the ship." Reina sighed. "I won't let it happen, though. No worries, okay?"

"But why?" He stepped a bit closer to her. "You're causing yourself trouble when you could easily send me off and not have to deal with it."

She turned away from him and pulled her scarf up more. "Just, don't worry about it."

He approached her and put a hand on her arm. "But I am worried... About you."

Reina forced her scarf up again, to hide the red of her cheeks. "It's not your place to worry."

"It is my place." His hand ghosted over her's. "If it's your place then, it's mine, too."

"Tristan..." She muttered, glancing at him. "You can't be serious."

"And I can't be alive, but I am." He hesitated before resting his hand near her's. "Or would you prefer if I was destroyed along with my planet?"

"N-No, of course not." She shook her head.

"Then, don't think of me as a burden you have to tend to. Think of me as assistance with your problems." He whispered, leaning closer. "I'll help you however I can."

"But it'd be unfair to relay on a half-trained human." She protested.

"I think it's obvious I'm not a normal human. Whatever I am, I can be of help."
This is chapter seven of Interstellar Love! I feel like I'm rushing this story so, I'm sorry. I hope you like it, though!

The storyline and characters belong to me.

~That's all for now!! See ya!!~
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oh boy it's getting good