She takes a look at it and runs over her mental inventory before finally nodding. "Yeah, they got that in there. I can make another trip in a couple days and get one for you. It wears on ya, not bein' able to protect yourself when you're used to it, don't it?"

It had made Kesley wary at least. She hadn't liked not having any sort of weapons or her lockpicks or her old clothes. But she could deal with it now that she had some knives at least.