With people preparing for their three marches towards the control centres, A-Qing had firmly put herself in the group staying behind to set up once they'd gone. She didn't know anything about machinery, but she'd at least spent the last two missions getting very familiar with how to set up and take down a tent. It seemed the smart choice.

Didn't make the tents any easier to set up alone, though. She could recruit one of the guys standing around-- but no.

"I'm fine." She was trying to concentrate! She'd pull her weight. Two poles in to the construction, the frame wobbled, and promptly buried A-Qing under a pile of bright blue canvas.

She swore.