Amaya was firmly in that particular work-oriented focus where any and (mostly) all innuendo were liable to fly right over her head, especially since the last thing she'd want is for them to go through all this construction, only to have something go wrong and have the whole thing just be a failure. She might, at that point, just wind up chucking the trebuchet itself into the ocean with her own two hands.

But everything seemed to be going well enough so far, and Irene wouldn't have to hold the upright for too long before Amaya stopped, took a second to test the hold, and then nodded in satisfaction.

"And there's the first," she concluded, settling back on her heels a little as she looked up at Irene, offering up the hammer again. "Onto the next."