Frankly the only reason she hasn't torn her 'gear apart for scraps, aside from the obvious tool situation, is that she can't steal Winter's without him noticing it's gone, and it seems to be something of a support sytem for him at this stage.

"Oh, excellent! Violet sounds like a much more engaging city than Cherrygrove!" She leans around Grace and gives the eggs a brief pat - one that probably seems surprisingly gentle, given how hard her enthusiasm has been running.

But then she pushes herself off the bed and onto her feet. "We should probably go back to sleep though. If we're going to leave today we ought to try and be well-rested!"