She looked over the deck of the carrier, ocean winds stirring her hair as the VOTL set down. She walked over to it, recognizing the purple haired woman getting out, but not the three boys her own age that accompanied her. One of them is the Third then.
She was in a galley, sitting with the woman and her three charges, one was the pilot. The man was there too, only problem was he was paying more attention to the purple haired woman then her. She locked her eyes on the other pilot, the Third. "Come with me," she said, and dragging him from the room.