The expression on her face was unreadable to him - even though he could look at her in the rear-view mirror, she still had the visor on her helmet pulled down and so her face was not visible for him. He could only guess her mood from the amused tone of her voice.
"You could say that, Mister Doe."
She answered his rhetorical question and paused for a few seconds before deciding to expand the conversation.
"Back home, I have guided my fighter to an automatic landing before parachuting at roughly fifteen kilometers off it."
"Or I have shut off the engine and flight controls in my fighter at very high altitude, let it stall, put it into a flat spin and then I enjoyed the chaos before switching all on again at low altitude."
She chuckled softly into the comm and shrugged.
"I am experiencing and trying everything my resilient body can take. I have already tried parkour and aerobatic maneuvers, maybe I could try rock climbing, scuba diving or surfing on some ocean planet. What do you think, Mister Doe, are you enjoying such extremes as well?"
"As I told you myself yesterday - life is a miracle - and I intend to make the most of mine."
