Clarisse leans up against the counter, watching Abby as she goes through the first aid kit. She looks a little bit like a kid unwrapping Christmas presents, which Clarisse finds bizarre, but only til she remembers that this shit would probably be worth gold back where Abby comes from.

"Anything good in there?" Seriously, where's the good stuff... Ah, whatever.

"It's too bad we won't be able to bring any of this back with us," she adds. Because that really is a shame. This world is like a big fucking tease, actually.