Elizabeth nodded, and directed the sensors to the target locations, with a mental burst. Not exactly where they were best placed, but more than close enough.<br/><br/>"Let's get down onto the ship; we can probably land on one of their boats," Wilding says, leaping without any sort of support from nearly twenty feet in the air, and landing like a cat. Jackie takes the more sensible rappelling rope down, and Elizabeth, of course, floats.