You sit on the couch in the shuttle, and Capa’s head rests in your lap while you play with his hair. He’s had a very long day of working and is tired, so this is why he’s laying down across you like this.

Mace Leans against the wall, arms crossed as he looks at you and Capa. “I wish someone would do that for me…” he says, looking at you with a hinting expression, but you just roll your eyes at his usual flirty attitude.