Space was calming.

The first time Sam had left atmosphere, he'd been completely floored by the sights, and even if he'd been up more times than he'd bother counting, by now, it never really stopped looking amazing. At least once every time he went up, he had to stop somewhere - the way out, the way back, whatever - and let it sink in all over again.

(Sometimes that was enough to make him late, but he'd never admit to his mother that it hadn't been another spot of trouble or bad traffic through the asteroid belt that held him up, and that he'd just had to stop and look for the hundredth time.)

"It's even better if you get away from Legion World and just go fly out there where there's nothing," he said as he made his way over. Sometimes when there was someone on the obs deck, he'd just move on and find another spot, because some people really gave off the I want to enjoy this by myself vibes, but he wasn't really getting that here, and that kind of excitement over space? Totally understandable, as far as he was concerned.

"Just got here?"