Together, they drank an indigo wine fermented from Neptune's clouds, and wondered if they'd ever travel so far together.

"I could never do it, my love. I'm far too afraid of heights to take such a journey."

"But surely, you do realize that there's nowhere for us to fall once we're in space?"

"That's exactly what I mean! There'd be far, far too much nowhere to fall into."

Which way is down from everywhere? And which way leads nowhere from there?