The ship rocked below them, the two of them resting flat on their back in their shared body on the deck as they watched the clouds.

In the shared space of their mind they lay side by side, fingers entwined as they gazed at the unfathomable expanse of blue and white.

Haven’t done this since we were kids, Sabo murmured silently.

Almost as nice then as it is now. Sabo could feel the adoring smile that Ace flashed him peeking through on their face.

Sabo rested their shared hands on their stomach and wove their fingers together.

Almost, he agreed.