"Yeah, it's one of the few weapons from home I had on me when all this shit went down," Dutch says, gesturing around to the city and the fact that she's here now, away from the Quad, Westerley, and Old Town. She's glad she's even got what she has but she wishes for more.

"I've got a few knives that I had on me when I was dropped here too but nothing else weapon wise from home," Dutch says with a sigh. "It's really too bad. There were some pretty cool weapons that we got to use as RAC agents. Would have liked to have some of the rifles and grenades but maybe I'll get a nice delivery at some point in the future."

Nicer than the damn box she'd been given a few weeks ago. She kept that, stowed it away in a closet, but it doesn't stop her from knowing it's there.