Eight nods. At this point she feels like she's being a burden, so the chance to run off for materials was a welcome change. She's off like a light. Green duffel bag. Trunk near the energy cans and jars. Right.

"Don't worry Rich, I'll be right back!" She's out like a rocket, shimmying her way across a few luggage bags and other obstacles. She won't be gone long. She swears.