"Hey, if it works for you, I'm certainly not going to try and bring you down," Lily answers as she slips into the ship with a moment of almost unreality. She's still aware of what she's saying to Faye, still present in the conversation, but for a moment she's also very aware of the fact that she's stepping into a ship, inside something she never would have hoped to see in her own time and place.

"I mean that," she adds softly, her free hand falling to rest on the pilot's seat. The bag at her hip makes a soft clinking noise, the sound of the marbles shifting together as she finds the right place to stand. "Just because I can't necessarily picture something for myself right now doesn't mean it's not the right way for someone else. I like when the people I like are happy."

And it really is as simple as that. All the things she's done to Nina -- for Nina -- have been about making her happy. She only wants the same for Faye.