As the helicopter veered above the ship, Artemis looked down below. "You know, Isis, I've never quite gotten used to this, no matter how many times I do it." Isis chuckled in response as they loomed over the massive US boat. "Ready to go back to the land of our parents?" Isis said with a laugh and donned a backpack. Artemis got one as well and looked off the side of the copter, with a small trace of fear in her eyes. Isis grabbed her hand as she loomed over the edge as well. "Ready Artemis? One, two, three!" They both dived off the sides, the packs opening up into gliders as they sailed onto the main deck of the ship. They both watched the helicopter turn around and travel back to the hanger on autopilot. "Man, dad is the best" Isis thought.