[That's not a bad plan, either, but Vash isn't so sure they'll have access to any measuring supplies, here. Rationing isn't actually the first thought on his mind, so much as the idea of keeping extra in case anyone ever got sick or otherwise needed more than whatever was available in the Convoy alone.

Vash smiles, all the same, nodding almost excitedly.]

Most of the jars I found were broken, either in the storm or previously, but there are a few. Some other boxes that could work in a pinch, too.

[Even so ... hm. He looks back at the puddle, trickling off in the direction of that large parking lot, biting his lip and frowning.]

Though someone else was saying that it might be too contaminated to drink because we're so close to all these cars. I don't know if I want to take any unnecessary risks.

[Much as he hates the notion of rationing water, he doesn't want to poison anyone from getting too ambitious, either.]