Carter guided them through a forest so thick sunlight did not penetrate. One of her beeping gizmos keeping time.
'All cats are black at night.' a saying of one of Jack's more dissolute buddies. If so why was he so fixated on Carter? He had plenty of opportunities to hook up.
It wasn't all he wanted, certainly not all he needed.
They emerged into a meadow where the energy signal originated.
The sunlight hit her golden hair as she turned to smile at him. Intelligence lit her blue eyes looking to him for permission to proceed.
Permission to proceed - if only.