Kenza looked at the plate shards that Derrick had slid towards her cell, silent as her brain ran through the possibilities. "I can't think of any particular uses for the shards except as weapons," she admitted after a moment's thought. 

Moving the three pieces around so that they were off the tray, Kenza motioned towards moldy wood. "This though. If we break it correctly, we can use it to function as a lockpick." Kenza paused. "This is probably a good time to say that I don't have any skills as a lockpick, so if either of you do..."

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