"At least it's not just me," she comments. "Though I'm not sure if that's actually better or worse." Better that she's not alone in the dark yet worse in the sense that none of her questions are getting answered soon. There's also realization that if all of them have a bout of amnesia then maybe it was intentional. Someone doesn't want them to remember and probably doesn't mean anything good.

It's in the back of her mind, definitely, but she's trying her best to concentrate instead on the task at hand. The packs all seem to have the same basic supplies - water, food, rope, a flashlight, and a way to make the water not kill them. She's going through her third unclaimed bag when she finds something a little extra.

"Hey, you said a knife would make what you're doing 'prettier,' right? I found one in this bag." She pauses only to hold it up for him to see. "You'd probably use it better than I could, anyway, so..." He should have it.