The one thing she can do now, can make progress on, is getting this broth going now that the fire has some purchase. At least they have plenty of snow, though she fully intends to boil it before dropping their precious resources in there. It's not perfect, but fingers crossed it'll be starving or dehydration.

"I wonder if um, any of the metal from them big scalpel things could be worked into hooks, somehow. Got the horse and the chicken to worry about, but. Maybe carving... steps in?"

She shrugs, a bit hapless. "I'm not a great tactical mind for that shit."