"You're going to defend yourselves if attacked," the major said, glaring at each of them. Almost like she wanted them to argue. None of them did. "In one week's time, we'll be leaving Forerunner Base to begin construction of this planet's first city. We'll bring any equipment we need with us, but I expect each of you to be coordinated in your Biosleeves and adjusted to your responsibilities. We haven't fabricated a psychologist, so if you've got any shit to deal with..." Her eyes narrowed as she glared at Martin. "You will deal with it. Is that clear?"