The biggest deal for Sandy is that...she's not even breathing hard!  She lifted a car, swung it into a giant crab and she's not breathing hard!  Granted she'd already been in amazing shape, she could have lifted both Eric and Jack and walked around if she needed, but that's just a dancer's strength.  This...this is way different.  "No, I like to kill the things trying to kill me...preferably before they can hit me like that." She waves a hand towards Jack and then looks back to Eric.  Her mind takes a moment but it finally catches up to the situation.  She smirks. "So who wants crab for dinner?"  Maybe that wasn't as funny as she'd thought it'd be in her head.  Hm.  "Scrap?" She asks, inquiring about the name of the animal that Eric is speaking of.  "Oh! And if the sky darkens with clouds and stuff, beware of shadow-guy.  Seriously.  He had this dog, or maybe the dog was like this crab, but it was<i>huge</i>and when the clouds went away the shadow guy and his dog were gone."<br/><br/>Sandy shrugs her shoulders a bit thinking back to the time not all that long ago and shudders.  She then looks up at the sky and then back to them.  "It actually has me dreading night fall." She looks to the spears and nods to Eric, then moves to take one.  "Hey, you think they'd have machetes at the hardware store? Or that you could make swords?" She looks to him and looks over to Jack.  "I mean, if we're going to run into killer animals, shouldn't we prepare ourselves?"