They sat watching the sun set over the sea. It was over. They could finally rest.
“Is that it?” He asked.
“I… I think so.”
“Then we can stop now?”
“Yes. Yes I finally think that we can.”
He took a thermos out of his bag, poured out a cup of hot tea for each of them.
She wrapped her fingers in his as the light faded and their tea cooled.
“They might come after us. We’re still lizards, still alien.”
He squeezed her hand gently.
“Don’t think about that now. It’s over and we’re together. That’s all that matters.”