Once the tent has been lifted somewhat, Ange sneaks under it, getting one of the bars onto her shoulders. That way it won't all fall down to the ground if her arms give up.

Or it'll slip from her back and trap her under the tent, making things worse. She isn't too worried about that.

"...sure. I guess after everything I have seen today, someone getting uploaded into a robot doesn't break my increasingly strained sense of disbelief"

Comes out a tad more sarcastic than intended, but her point is that she has no choice but to believe it's possible.