She falls to the ground and begins to sob, grieving the official loss of her long lost love.
She wishes that she wasn't alone right now. She needs someone to cry on.
She takes off her helmet, breathing the dry air.
She sets up camp, sets up the beginning of the future of humanity.
She doesn't see herself as a savior. No, that title belongs to someone else.
She sleeps at night, and wakes in the morning, only a robot to talk to.
She lets the reality of her situation wash over her again, sinking into different kind of darkness than he did.
She wonders if she'll be able to make it out here alone.
She waits for the mornings and waits for the nights, her own clock never able to adapt.
She has no idea how long she's been here, but she likes to think that it's only been a few weeks.
She wakes to the sound of engines turning off, knowing that it's a dream.
She lays back down, but hears another sound that she's never heard on this planet before, but one that she is familiar with.
She stands up and walks toward her door, slowly opening it, the sun welcoming her.
She sees something - someone - that she never thought she would see again.
She watches as he runs to her, and she doesn't believe what she's seeing.
She falls to the ground and begins to sob, and he catches her, holding her to him.
She realizes that she's no longer alone, and right now, that's all that matters.