[ Say all you like about being knife-crazy, but who's going to be the one killing everything that most likely will be trying to kill them as soon as they set out, huh? Huh? ]

Even if they haven't. [ Back to the bag at hand, she takes out a pill bottle (one of many so far) and frowns at it. She still isn't sure what "aspirin" is. ] You'd think, but that depends on what they want. Throw down a few knives among many, see who kills one another for them. It could be that.

[ She does look up briefly to quirk an eyebrow at him. ]

What possible use would any of us have for a whistle?