[Of course he sees it as a weapon first and foremost, rather than a tool that can help them fashion other useful items... it dismays her, she can't lie, but at the same time, she can't criticise him, given the various dangerous wildlife encounters she's had here so far, and his cheeky comment even earns him another smile.]
Maybe they will.
[She doubts it, though. Much as everything looks and feels like it was only recently used, she's learned to let go of her hopes for relevatory meetings in this afterlife. Inspecting the food, she actually starts filling a basket with perishables, having determined that they might as well prevent them from going to waste.]
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Maybe they will.
[She doubts it, though. Much as everything looks and feels like it was only recently used, she's learned to let go of her hopes for relevatory meetings in this afterlife. Inspecting the food, she actually starts filling a basket with perishables, having determined that they might as well prevent them from going to waste.]