Future Tense
"I'm going to kill you," she reminds him.
He shakes his head, leaning back against the tree trunk.
She raises an eyebrow. "What?"
"Future."
She blinks, and starts to rearrange her pack.
He continues. "You're talking in the future."
"Future tense," she corrects.
He shrugs. "Right. I just think that a lot of stuff could change between now and then."
She turns away, and looks out into the darkening forest.
"My old Jedi master told me that the future's always in motion. Who knows, you could need my help again."
She doesn't respond.
He shuts his eyes, and immediately his face relaxes in sleep.
She takes another stimpill, and glances back at him. "You're wrong. If we get out of here, I'm still going to kill you."
In the fading light, he smiles.