Jessica did the same, lips puckered out, brows raised impassively. The guide patiently pointed out that if they didn't want to sleep in dirt, they were going to have to put the tent up. It was a fair point, really, but she didn't have to fucking like it. She had half a mind to ask Wanda if she could simply magic the tent in place, but before she knew it, the guide was pulling out the equipment, preparing for the step-by-step demonstration.
At least the tent was decent. The guide encouraged Jess to hold up the thin material and open it out, which looked very easy when he did it. The women's tent had been slightly less cooperative, but the instructions were easy enough to follow. Jessica handed Wanda the stakes while she fixed the tent upright. "Lunch is on you, right?" she asked the guide, contemplating the strange shape of the tent.