Kel left the infirmary, but ran into someone.
"I'm sorry," said the man as he tried to pick himself up.
"No, it was my fault, I'M sorry," said Kel as she looked into eyes that were level with hers, no easy feat. "Cleon!"
"Kel, hey," said Cleon warily, "what's going on?"
"Did you love me?" asked Kel abruptly.
"Yes, but…" and Cleon was interrupted,
"Do you still love me?"
"Yes, but…" this time Cleon was interrupted by Kel kissing him. Several passing refugees started whistling, and by the time they were both finished half the camp was watching them.
"I'm sorry," said Kel, seeing the distress plastered over Cleon's face. She started to walk away but Cleon grabbed her arm and pulled her back.
"Don't leave, please." At his pleading Kel looked up at Cleon, only to see that he was know smiling. He pulled her back, and gently kissed her.