The bear had attacked her out of nowhere.

Chloe hated this planet. It had bears. Space didn't have bears. These were the thoughts she was thinking as she ran, tripping over rocks and logs and her own feet. Her hands clawed at the ground, trying to keep propelling herself forward. Her helmet had fallen off at some point. Dirt was everywhere on her, and bugs splattered her helmet. She kept going anyway, tears filling her eyes as her heart pounded in her chest and her ears. The second she got her own spaceship, she was blowing up this planet. It was gone. Space dust. If she lived, it would be her new goal to torture and dissect all bears for science.

"Lay off of the small alien girl!"

Chloe blinked at the voice, then a hat-wearing yellow blur went by and moments later the bear was limping off. It glared and snorted, but he wasn't afraid. The bear trudged off, growling yet defeated. She stared in shock. Mikhail stood over her, like an angel in a fur hat. His smile lit up the nighttime sky as she breathed out a sigh of relief. So few kids had their brains back right now… without him, she'd be dead.

"Oh, Mikhail!" Chloe hugged him. "You're an amazing Earthling! Thank you so much!"

"Iz nothing," he replied with his Russian accent, blushing a little. Chloe was so scared still, he could feel her shaking.

Then, suddenly, she was crying, bawling like an Earth baby, and she couldn't stop. It was as if the situation had finally sunk in – she was in the woods, almost entirely unprotected, and an hour ago her brain had been in a jar on a shelf somewhere in an abandoned asylum, all because she had gone off in search of old antennas by the lake. Benny and Bobby had offered her protection, an escort, but nooo, she had to go by herself to get the stuff because she didn't trust humans. And yet now here she was, in the arms of a human. She felt so very, very weak at that moment.

Chloe felt like an idiot, since Mikhail was so tough, but when she pulled away and wiped away her tears, he leaned close and whispered before kissing her, "Is ok to cry. My mother in Russia, she say this to me before she die and my American mother say it now and then. Is okay for aliens, too."

Then he straightened up and grinned. "And here is helmet," he declared, pulling it from his mind. "Good protection, but I think is better if you stay in Kid's Cabins."

Chloe decided to trust the human, and turned to hide the smile creeping up on her face. "I will."