Space is great. Romance in space is acceptable, but not ideal. Ellie grimaces, looking between Joel and Tess and wondering if this is how people painted bedrooms back in the day. One guy with the knowledge, the other two just sort of here for back up and moral support and keeping conversation going. Oh, and paint fumes.

"Is this what people argued on the internet about?"

Asked as if she really has any idea. It's such an abstract concept to her, but she's heard people reminisce about the time before enough to know that it was a thing.

"Ooh, maybe you two would have met online and gotten mad at one another and not even know until now."

Unlikely, but not impossible.