On the last night of his being there, he made them a steak dinner. He loved steak but it could only really be bought on Earth. Different colonies on other planets tried to sell an imitation steak, but it wasn’t any good according to his palette, so he hardly ever had any of the real thing. But knowing how much Phatima enjoyed the steak he made for them the first time, he decided to make it for her again.
She was busily cleaning the kitchen after him the entire time, asking him random questions about meal preparations and different seasonings. It was, oddly enough, a fun conversation, though he found being open and honest with her about himself led to far less awkward tense moments and more fun, easy ones.
He found that it was unfortunate that it took him most of the week to realize that
