She had waist length braids, threaded blond and black up to below her ears and then singularly blond the rest of the way. He had on a short sleeved upscale looking black t-shirt that showcased his trim, muscled frame and the beautiful black inked tattoo pattern flowing up and down his arms. He had arrived at the subway car’s doors first and waited just inside the doors until they could both walk in. Once inside, he stepped aside, indicating for her to choose where they’d sit. And so now, she led, he followed. When they were both seated, she angled towards him, raised her left hand above her head and he met it, culminating in a lovely (and unexpected for me) high five :). Later, when they were coming upon their stop, he waited for her to get up, and only stood after she’d crossed in front of him. They stayed in this tableau; him behind, her in front facing the direction of their chosen exit point. And for the entirety of the short time we were in the car together, their energy— the way they related to each other— made me think of partnership, friendship, care.