Abby would of course try to use the limited tools they had to get into the vault, but it seemed they were not likely to get in today, if at all. Frowning, she would turn to her companions. "I don't think we are getting into the vault this way... It is getting dark, we should head back so you guys can sleep. I'll try to think of other ideas while I am on watch and write down if I come up with anything by morning." The Amalgamate would wander back to their camp and help the others settle in for the night while she settled in for her watch.