[ Blake's ears perk up, and her expression softens at the trade. She hadn't intended to require something in return, but she's not going to say no, either. All she'd found were bottles of water and chocolate; jerky is a welcome change. ]

I had a bit of a look around as well. I just keep thinking... well, someone must have driven it here, right? Someone or something must have known that we'd be getting pulled here, into this garage, and parked this convoy right outside it for us.

[ She pulls a face. ]

Also, we'll definitely need to find food outside of what they've got in there. I think I saw bags of flour and that's about it.