"It's alright. I'm used to people leaving by now."

Surprisingly, she didn't sound all that sad by it, either. More like resigned. One of the many realities of living in this world was the constant coming and going of faces. If she hadn't been so good at remembering the important ones, she would have claimed they'd blurred in her mind after the first couple of years.

But they hadn't, and she could still picture them. Even now.

"It's a ship. Sort of. The controls here help me to fly it. I was just taking outside for another test run."