It’s the morning after the night before. You’re waking up beside her for the first sunrise of your mutual lives together, possibly the last. And a single thought occupies your brain: You’re trapped. Guess what? So is she.
But let’s stick with you for now.
Immediately after the Big Bang, you find yourself in a black hole, and it feels as though the future of your universe depends on getting out alive. You can either suffocate in this airless abyss or reach escape velocity, piloting your way to command of the solar system.
So follow this polestar: You absolutely have to make her feel respected. She owes you the same.