"Heh. We could camp out under this pier until we die, man." He smiled a little at that. Wouldn't be so bad, would it? Wouldn't have to worry about mooching off of a ship he didn't belong on, and off of a relationship he sometimes thought he didn't belong in.

"But-- you know, you're wanted, right? At least--" Aw, shit, he sounded like a girl again. "I don't want you to stay here, okay?"