[ His type is--well. Trahearne doesn't know what his "type" is, but he knows the commander was, is, and always will be special. Beyond type, even.

As his thoughts consider "type," Beat pulls him back down with more realistic talk. Trahearne leaves the thoughts of his commander behind and instead fills them with Eustace, Phantom, Susato, Beat. ]

I know. [ He shifts in his seat again, feeling less awkward about having his heart exposed now, and gets comfortable. ] Perhaps I have been...ungrateful in the past, but know that your and the other's companionship means a great deal to me. [ He smiles. ] I owe you all a lot.