I mentioned Eva Stratt in like one (1) post and it wasn't exactly in pretty lighting but I do love her so here is my redemption:
Eva Stratt packed Grace's bag herself, solemnly folding his stupid pun T-shirts. She doesn't cry.
She packs the hacky sack and smiles, thinking to herself that he's bringing lava to space. She doesn't cry.
She packs one of her sweaters too. A little reminder of a woman he will hopefully never remember, a piece of his murderer up there in space. She doesn't cry.
She finds papers of a quiet collaboration with Leclerc on a strain of cold-resistant crops. Something he wanted to bring to her only after the launch but never got to.
That's the thing that makes her cry.
The idea that he had a life planned ahead, something to do, something to help humanity survive in his own way.
He never got to do that.
