It has always been her wildest fantasy that they'd die together, him inside her and her falling apart around him.
He'd left her, though, hadn't he? He took the human and he left her, all alone and breaking up, burning away.
But now he was coming back. She looked out at the box rushing towards her, accepting death if it meant they'd be together. She'd known he'd come back to her, eventually. His pets might distract him for a moment or a decade, but in the end it was always her, wasn't it?
It would be the biggest bang ever.