He wasn't surprised. The moment he bound onto the flight deck, he could see her already pre-flighting their ships, even from across the bay, he could see her bare feet. A constant for her when off duty was minimal clothing. "Kayla!" He bellowed in a deep voice. Her head turned in his direction. She had jump to action the moments the ships alarms sounded and the hull shook. "Daddy?!" She exclaimed, not panicked, but alert and ready. "We are prepped." "Status red T!" He yelled. "Now!" She rose and sprang in one motion. She flipped through the air, her tail whipping through the air behind her as she settled onto the deck with that eerie grace she possessed. They passed one another as they bound for their individual ships. They didn't need to speak, both were well aware that time was essential at this point. They had both prepared for such events since she was a child.