It wasn't supposed to be this hard.

Muttering to himself, Echo checks the instructions on the datapad again. It'd boasted that it was "easy" and "convenient", but so far all this blasted thing had done was push him half-way to a headache.

He checks it again, then squints at the mess before him. Pieces of varying shapes, marked with a little sticker with a corresponding letter. That...doesn't match with the damned instructions. As far as he can tell, and he's getting frustrated.

This should be easy! He's done far harder things ㅡ like the mess on Tantiss. That had been a challenge.

This should not be.

He picks up one of the pieces, eyeing it with a look of annoyance before he sighs and sets it down, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Approaching footsteps make him look up, and he gestures to the mess before him. "Are you sure we got the right thing?"