[Cyclonus has come all this way to talk about his feelings. Again. But he's not going to be quick about it.

He takes a moment to look around Whirl's new hab suite. Another moment to settle down. Crosses his arms. Uncrosses them. Steeples his fingers instead.

Finally:]

You don't remember this, in the same way that I don't remember your army of sparkeaters, but before I came here we were together aboard another ship, the Moira.

Tailgate was there as well.

...He proposed to me.