⟪ SETTING: captain's quarters, uss enterprise.
🡒 starter call.
being back on enterprise carries with it a feeling that's truly indescribable. una had sincerely managed to convince herself that she'd been destined to spend the rest of her life confined to some penal colony, but @admiralchristopherpike had shown himself to be as damn stubborn as always. that much isn't surprising, but the fact that she's able to feel so much relief, joy, awe... it's incredible - and those are only the tip of the iceberg as far as the cascade of emotions goes.
more than anything, una can't help but think about everything she'd been so certain she wouldn't have the opportunity to do again - all the things she'd never had the chance to say. the way she's held things so close to the chest had always been necessary, and some part of her isn't entirely sure how she'll move past the habit that's formed to keep herself closed off, but everyone has to start somewhere. don't they? every change starts with a single step forward.
"you know, one of the things i thought about most while i was waiting for trial?" there's an unmistakable smile on her lips, a twinkle in her eye, and she doesn't care to try to suppress either. "how much i hated the idea of not being able to taste your cooking again," una even laughs as she shakes her head, "it always seemed to be the little things."