When James made her way back to the deck, she wasn’t entirely surprised to find Olivia still embroiled in angry conversation with the others. James didn’t put her headset back on; she couldn’t focus on whatever they were talking about. She was so lost in thought, she almost didn't notice the shape moving towards them through the air. It didn't fly in a straight line like they did, but in a gentle up and down cycle, with different periods each time. Like someone worn out but still trying to fly.