He nodded, rising and grabbing the flashlight. *sure. Night.*

"Good night," Ali laid down beside Cera.

Cera fell asleep.

Carlos looked at them before rising to go take the watch.

(Skip to morning?)

(Sure.)

When they wake, Ali is still alseep by the trike.

After a while Ali wakes up still tired and sore but things needed to get done. With difficult she gets up to her feet.
"Carlos you awake?"

He peeked in and nodded, eyes bloodshot. *yeah. Very tired.*

"You're not the only one. Can you russle up some food from our packs please? After we eat we're going to docks to grabs what we can use. We move as fast as possible and work on the base today until it's finished or it becomes to late to work," Ali goes over to the packs to help find breakfast, "Grab a backpack to and put some food and supplies in it. We shouldn't keep all our supplies and food in the same pack."

He nodded, passing over granola bars and grabbing a backpack.

Ali helps repack the bags and puts one on, "We should burry what we don't want to bring with us to help protect it."
She quickly eats a granola bar before helping to bury the rest of the supplies, "I'll wake Cera when we're ready to go."