It was hard to describe the way she felt leaving<span style="font-style: italic">her</span>planet behind. For in so much as it was the property of any living sentient being, it was hers especially because of the time she had spent on it, alone. It was the place she had learned to live, and die. Where she had met her Goddess, and her demons upon the same winds. Where she had faced the utter isolation of being alone, and found great peace in surviving. It was the planet that had given both life and death. It was where Jrax'eer had come to find her.<br/><br/>It was where the graves of her fellow crew lay. Where she had lost Sameli. It was where she had sung, and cried out to the Goddess in desperate supplication. A place that had taught her that she could survive more than most, and a place of her greatest self-discoveries. A lush world wide prison for one. She was grateful that Jrax would not be able to see her face. The tears flowing down her cheeks hidden behind her Eco-suits sun-shielded visor.<br/><br/>It was bittersweet as they pulled away from what was her home in a tree. The rains coming down once more behind a thick cloud cover, and the coordinates for their route to escape the planet’s grasp set into his navigation computer. If he spoke to her, she didn’t hear him for long moments as she turned to see things fading from sight within his viewscreen. Her hands placed about the buckle that held her in place in her seat. Her mind wandered back to the moment 3 days prior when he had held her so close to him, and she had melted into it.<br/><br/>If for only this chance to meet upon a quiet place with him, she was grateful to this beautiful cage. But her heart was racing now as they neared the place that his ship would shoot up into the atmosphere at escape velocity speeds. The feel of the g-forces necessary to achieve a successful bid for freedom always exciting. All she could think of as they reached that point was “This is it. Time to see if all our hard work of putting together supplies via him hunting, and her gathering, all the effort into making his translator program to working, and the removal of her computer to slowly integrate into his own… was worth it.<br/><br/>Part of her refused to believe it was possible. That escaping this planets grasp was a fool’s errand. A part that began to die as the thrusters were hit, and like a supersonic bullet, few upwards into the sky. The angle perfect to break through the various layers of atmosphere until the greedy clutches of gravity became as insubstantial as a ghostly form. Though gravity, like a selfish child, tightened its grip upon them and the ship the faster they sped away from the lush green surface.<br/><br/>The sensation, and force pulling Ama deeper into the well cushioned chair, but causing her to feel as if all her inner organs were being left far behind her. She could not even turn her head to look at Jrax. All she could do was reach out a hand (with a great amount of concentration to do so) and grasp at his to hold as they broke through the final barrier to their freedom, and the world beneath them became a huge green, blue, and white globe.<br/><br/>As sudden and sharp the pull of gravity was upon them from the rapid acceleration, the loss of it was just as senses altering, and alarming in the opposite manner. It took long moments to become reaccustomed to the feel of no weight upon her body, and the only sound left was that of her laughter, as her hand tightened upon Jrax’eer’s own.<br/><br/>She turned her head towards him, a smile still hidden from view by the visor, and tears still flowing. At last, she was free.