How the hell she manages to be more unflinchingly competent than either of them is...well, actually, that's not all that surprising. It's just kind of sobering in an exhausting kind of way.

"Thanks."

He's tired. He's fucking tired, and she's done enough into them - no need to dip into her own supplies on their account.

"You don't have to...we've gone through worse." Probably, anyway. "We'll probably just hole up and - lay low." For once.