Firefly Glen the finite and the infinite

And that was that. 

Meerkat accepted it, or she appeared to be fine with his dismal response. She closed any remaining space between them and pressed herself to his chest. The warmth was comforting in its own way and he wondered if it truly would be alright, just accepting the proposal without a second thought. Anxiety should have spiked inside of him, but he found himself slipping away in his thoughts. It was nice to be there with him, she'd said. He hadn't answered her but his eyes were locked on the ground. 

'Did I miss the burials?' 

The shadow blinked once but did not shift his gaze. 

"Burials," he repeated absently, unable to comprehend even the idea of laying his brother to rest in the ground. Meerkat didn't even know, but he wasn't aware of any of that. Her head seemed to be swimming with its own thoughts while his was drifting further and further away from the man he had been. Atlas wanted to tell her that he was thinking of leaving. She should go with him, right? If they were to be wed... but he didn't say anything.