Strong and clever. She found aid to call for that didn't involve dragging us back.

[And because said aid is a massive bottom who always comes running for his friend even when he's pretending they're divorced, it worked out.]

And when that aid had secured all the influence we'd given ourselves for, then she was able to rescue us. So no. It was a close thing — but I didn't perish at Ultima Thule. We won. And we all went home.