So here's my follow-up to last night's ep. It reflects my thoughts alone on what happened between them, and if you don't agree, that's okay.
Life is like that.
The great ones, who remain great even with Marcel the Monkey screwing up their perfect scenes, are the property of Paramount. He stared down at the little tomato plant, watching the way the leaves teased his fingers as he traced the narrow stem from tip to root. Chakotay wondered absently if she had been down to check on its progress since she had transported it from New Earth to Kes's waiting hands. He heard himself chuckle. He had teased her that she was going to spend more time washing the dirt off her clothes than actually growing anything edible, and she had narrowed her eyes at him with mock menace while brushing at the offending dirt with exaggerated gestures.