Bella keyed the stellar coordinates of her home planet into her console. The trip there from the core worlds was a good nine days, and that was with modern FTL drives. She couldn't fucking imagine what had possessed anyone to settle on a frigid rock well past the middle of nowhere, and she cursed them for saddling her with this horrible commute anytime she wanted to visit.
Marisa, however, squealed with girlish delight. "I'm so excited to finally get to meet your family, Moonbeam!" She dangled over the back of Bella's chair, arms wrapped around her.
"Try to hold on to that excitement for when we get there and you realize you're two weeks out from feeling the sun again." Bella warned, double checking her math on the jumps.
"Do you hate it there that much?"
"Oh, I love it." She said, finalizing the flight plan. "You'll hate it, surfer girl."
"You don't know that, maybe it turns out I do great in the snow." Marisa said. "And if not-" She tightened her grip. "I have my darling moonbeam to keep me warm!"
"Mm. At my parents' house. That they do not leave often. Because they live in a frozen hellscape."
"You're determined to make this unfun." Marisa said, and Bella could hear her pouting, and she sighed.
"I just don't want you to be disappointed." She said, and hovered her finger over the confirmation prompt. "Flight plan's locked in, are you sure-"
"Boop." Marisa said, and poked the confirm button for her, and they were swept across the stars as the jump drive kicked in and autopilot took over. "There, too late to change my mind, you don't need to tell me how awful it all is anymore."
"Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine." Bella said, a small smile on her face. "Even though I love talking about how awful things are."
"I know, Moonbeam. Why don't we head to the cabin and I'll make it up to you?"
"Maybe later, first I have a surprise for you."
"Oh?"
Bella threw a few switches and clicked through a warning popup, and Marisa yelped as gravity suddenly ceased to have any hold on her.
"B-Bella, what's going on?"
"You told me that swimming was like being weightless. I'm meeting you halfway." Bella said, gracefully flipping into a handstand and stealing a kiss before propelling herself to the roof of the bridge.
Marisa stayed latched to the back of the pilot's seat. "T-That's just a thing people say it doesn't mean I can-"
"Relax," Bella said, effortlessly bouncing from surface to surface. "Line yourself up with where you want to go and push off. Gently. Don't try walking, you'll spin. Just jump from place to place."
Marisa nervously pushed herself towards a handlebar on the wall, flapping her arms uselessly to try and steady herself.
"That won't help. Just let yourself float."
She drifted through the air until the bar was within reach, and latched onto it like a lifeline.
"See, easy." Bella cooed. "If you get scared you can just climb around on the walls, there's plenty to grab."
"Me? Scared? Ha, never." Marisa said unconvincingly, and Bella grinned.
"Good." She said, and propelled herself to the door. "I'll be in the cabin, catch me if you can."
"H-Hey wait! Moonbeam!"
She did not wait, slipping away down the corridor.
"Bella?"
No response.
"Y-You're coming back, right?"
The ship intercom crackled to life.
"The cabin, sunshine. Don't keep me waiting." It said, and Marisa watched as Bella's shirt floated back through the door into the bridge.