We fought in the air. It was an intense dogfight. She's a capable fighter pilot. The best I've ever seen. Both of our plane were damaged, and now we crashlanded on this deserted island as a result.

I met with the wrong end of the pistol barrel when I check her landing site. She can't even speak English. It took me a while before I could convince her with my gesture that I am not looking for a fight.

She lower her gun and sighed heavily

We survived the crash. Now what?