That would certainly be useful for work. [ says Yseult, failing at poetry. ] A whole mission run in an instant. A whole career.

[ Her breathing is soft against his throat, and she lets her eyes close just for the rest of this minute and imagines them somewhere else and something other than they are.

She draws back slowly as the time runs down. ]

Be good while I'm gone. [ Joking, sort of. ] Go and get Rosana, she must miss you. And when I'm back maybe we can talk.