He smiled a little and nodded, "They are in my room as well as a computer with a com on it so you can call your family and talk to them."  He slid her off of his lap gently and stood wrapping his fingers around hers in a strong grip smiling at her.  "come on..." he said softly kissing her forehead and leading her back to his room.  Once there he slipped out a dark green photo album.  The edges were worn and the binding cracked you could tell that at one point it had been very fine and of a high quality but was now worn out and well loved. The marks of someone who has spent a lot of time looking at the past. He sat down on the small couch that was in his quarters and patted the seat beside him gently.