Nick nodded with a tired smile at Ava when she declared her intentions. Food and a shower were the furthest things from Nick's mind right now. Debriefing and sleep where all that was his goal for the coming half of a day. "Alright," Nick said, patting her on the shoulder. "I didn't sleep much out there, so I'll probably turn in a field report and take...." Nick said, before pausing and looking over all of the tents. His gaze stopped on one more centrally located. It was small, and more like a yurt than an actual tent. Judging by the lac of activity and clearly remove sign, he assumed it was formerly the frontline commander's tent, left behind for another commander to claim it. "... that tent. If not, just ask around for where I went."<br/><br/>With that, Nick peeled away from Ava just as she did, moving towards the in the process of being build main building. One of the rooms was obviously already up, the rest being added on to serve as a med bay if needed. Nick strolled through, though being sure to stay out of the way of the workers as they quickly worked on the rest of the building. Nick strolled in to the informal meeting happening within, waiting until they were done with the subject line before stepping forward. Even if he outranked most of them, Nick was not going to be an ass about it. His bed would be waiting for him regardless of if he rushed or took it slow. Nick made sure his report was thorough and in depth, explaining that the parasites have indeed populated enough of the former inhabitants to form units. He went on to explain the rudimentary tactics they used and the counter play he used against them. Information would spread through the population and thus make them less susceptible to such tactics. Luckily, there was not much to report past that, and Nick excused himself after confirming the tent he picked out was open.<br/><br/>Nick strolled over to that tent. Opening the door to it, he could see one large bed pushed up opposite of the door, on the other side of the central pole of the yurt, as well as a couple pieces of furniture. Sheets were already waiting at the foot of the bed for the next occupant, obviously cleaned and left behind by the former occupant. Nick would have to track down who was in here last so he could thank them for being decent about their living quarters. Nick closed all of the windows, allowing the tent's fabric to fall back down and cast the place into a near dark state. Nick flicked open the finger containing a lighter and held it up as he felt around for the button on the luminesent orbs hanging from the ceiling. Once they were lit, he made sure to sync his arm up with the orbs so neither he nor Ava had to feel around for them later. Now with light, Nick worked on making the bed, rushing through it. His military training, however, would not allow that, as he ensured it was properly made before he even allowed himself to strip down.<br/><br/>Nick shed what was left of his ghillie suit, took off his shirt, and kicked off his boots, leaving only his pants on. He didn't care about them at this point. He simply wanted some sleep. He crawled into the bed and flicked the lights off before plopping down on his back and beginning to drift away. He was not far enough away from the mission, however, to allow him to fall into a deep sleep just yet. The sound of Ava entering was enough for his eyes to half open, groggy and desperately wanting to return to sleep from this half awake state.