Mai folded her arms and avoided looking at Azula in the eye. "Have we already got our next plan sorted out?" She shuffled her feet lightly against the dirt, kicking off a stone that had settled atop the toe of her shoes.
The knife she was toying with grew tiresome, and Mai slipped it back into one of her sleeves. "And what about that drill? Are we just leaving it there for the locals to tear apart for scraps?"