Susan Strong wanted to grab his arms. To hold him back. Tell him to never let go, the only human in Ooo remaining, the only one for her. But as he floated away on his raft with that nifty dog of his, she felt the missed chance, the pain of loosing one of her own. Her bear cap squeezed her head painfully, mocking her silently. "Susan Strong, lets her man run, be gone." She didn't know what grass was when she felt it for the first time, but she knew what Finn was.

He was human, and she loved him.