A teenager, one of Shie's many cousins, held up his hand and announced that he was good with wood and nails and is quickly assigned to assist the elder man. Once they head out to find proper metal and pieces of wood, she gazed up at him. "You've got them believing that they can live. That's a start. And if they can use blades, perhaps leaving here won't sentence them to a life of constant struggle or death."<br/><br/>She took a few steps, easing him along with her. "Now. What do you have to do?"