High
I grab my massive curls and wrap them up in a hairband before stuffing them into this tiny helmet. He lifts me up into the craft, strapping me in before following suit. Alien hands grab the levers in front of him, and he gestures for me to do the same. Together, we push the levers forward and put the craft into flight. We break through the atmosphere into the cosmos, and he cuts the engine. Around me there is a wonder of stars, comets, asteroids and shimmering cosmic dust. My heart soars from the majesty before me and beside me.