"A HaMaadimi Honeymoon, Part 6"
15th Vorosh, 9 (2188)
Thando's Wife
The great part of being on Loveboat One is it is just me and my husband. The bad part of being on Loveboat One is it is just me and my husband. Unity is a five minute time-delay away; without using MSI comms, it's too far to have a proper conversation. We can send text messages, but the bandwidth is pretty poor as the colony's comms satellites are in need of being upgraded to handle more traffic.
I've gotten to know Thando really well; let's face it, there really isn't much to do. We can either talk, or have sex. But Thando is like his sister; spinning makes him feel sick. So, we can't just use the RCS thrusters to put the ship into a tumble, it makes him throw up. And it turns out the biology of Human males doesn't work in zero-g. So, no sex until the deceleration for Unity return. Which...
Well, he goes through my underwear drawer. Less said, the better.
We've gotten to that 'floating together in silence because we've talked about everything' stage in a relationship.
What have I learned about my husband?
Well, I've learned quite a lot, as we played truth or dare for a week. And inevitably we had more questions than ideas for dares; it's kind of like playing 'I spy' - just like you run out of things to say, you run out of things you can do on a sparsely equipped R&D ship. We've told each other everything. And Thando's memory is just as potent as his sister's is, and he commits everything I say to memory. It's...
It's humbling, being with someone who knows everything you can say about yourself, and who still loves you.
We're both afraid of not living up to our ancestors. In me, it manifests as an anxiety-type neurosis that makes me fear failure. In him, it means he has this mutually contradictory way of revering and disdaining them.
He's at war with himself, Thando. I've realised that I can only ride the currents that flow through him, and be a source of stability by which he evaluates himself; he's never had someone he truly trusts to actually see the depths. Just the shallows is difficult for him, he's been living in distrust for so long... It's how he survived the path he took after all; when a price that buys planets is on your head, who can you trust?
It's why he stopped raiding MSI. The bounty was so high that he wondered if it was just a matter of time until even his closest friends turned on him.
And he's changing me. I'm not the woman I was when I arrived on Unity... The Flagship shattered my internal perception, because I lost. I got stuck in despair for a while, because all my life I've had the image of flawess Alexander as my metric. Worse, I got a lot of good people killed because of my mistakes; he dissected my tactical approach on the day we spent discussing the battle strategies we had used.
Piece by piece, we're rebuilding each other better.
I guess that, if the price of having a husband who truly understands me and loves me is putting up with foibles like the way he bites his toenails, I can live with it. Three weeks until we are back on Unity - Rivkah wants her ship back so that we can swap the pusher plate for a newly developed one to test that.