As soon as Holden started to plunge his hand into the hole, Laura was coming over. She's crouched there beside him now, standing as he pulls out the...pike? It doesn't register as a staff to her, too sharp-edged and cleanly planed.

Whatever it is, it looks like the same material as everything else they've encountered, brutal and dangerous. She holds a pair of claws up to it, unable to do much more than observe.