levitating

He put a hand on the vessel, the low hum of the engine sending vibrations down his spine. "Are we really doing this?"

She looked at him, grinning with anticipation. "There's nothing for us here." She put her hand next to his. "Besides. We've always wanted to go on a trip together."

"I just didn't expect the trip to be us hurtling into space on the ship you spent your teenage years building instead of having a life, on the run from the government, 's all," he replied. "But fuck it, right?" He looked at her and grinned back. "Shotgun."