Frank wants to go camping in the near future. Kamala couldn't be less surprised if she tried. It makes sense. She wasn't exactly keeping up with her survival training back home. Besides, new world, new rules. It makes sense that even with a week head start on her that he's still going to push her to make up the difference. It's for the best really since he's technically the powerhouse now since her powers still refuse to work. She has to start making up the difference which is why she's going on what must be the most ill-advised hike ever off the path to build up muscle strength or something. She's at least had the sense to pack more water and something resembling snacks from the Inn even if the rest of this is frankly kind of dumb.

It's pretty much a complete accident that she stumbles across Jessica's tent. She doesn't actually see anyone around it when she does. It doesn't stop her from getting nervous. I mean someone was clearly here recently. She can't exactly make a giant fist and punch them if they're nuts. "Please don't turn out to be some crazy survival person..." She mumbles under her breath before clearing her throat. Okay be cool, Kamala. They might not even be inside the tent! "Hey, I'm just minding my own business. Please don't freak out?"