Misstylersmith: Jack: Are You A Big Spoon Or A Little Spoon? Nine: I’m A Knife. Rose, From Across The Room: He’s A Little Spoon.
agentmulders: “And now you are something suffocating inside me. I turn to you– you turn away; a satellite mid-orbit, so delicately suspended. How do you always come back? Who else is awaiting your return?” — Lorne Ryan, Satellite In Motion
