You stay behind and guard the Onion. Far from lucrative, but you have heard stories of entire scouting parties losing their Guard, especially in the Westlands.
"Y'know, sometimes you're no fun," Lav said.
"Hey, at least we're on the Guard Squad," you say.
Later that day...
While on position guarding the Landing Zone, not much happened. A Dwarf Bulborb wandered in, but it was taken care of quickly. At 5:55 PM, you were dismissed. You returned to your room at Level 7 (Housing) and go in your bed.