[ even if it's far from Angel's experience, she appreciates the gesture, and there's some warmth that creeps into her smile. she wouldn't expect anyone to have a parent quite as bad as hers is (was — strange to think of Jack in past tense) and most of the other Reclaimers come from places nothing like Pandora. the sincerity is what matters. ]

Yeah. My dad had to know everything I was doing. [ that's an understatement, but she doesn't really want to talk about Jack. she looks at the rest of the tent poles, and the one Venus is attempting to set up, and holds up the one in her hand kind of helplessly. ] Maybe? So, there are five of these. I... thought you just put one standing straight up on either end of the tent?