She watched him carefully, even as he moved away- but she only started dropping out of stance when he started putting weapons on. Knowing that he wasn't going to try and kill her anytime soon, she walked over and watched as he slipped everything into place. She raised a brow at how well stocked her was too-there was more on him than she ever guessed even having lived with him for a week. 

She listened as he spoke and nodded, picking some things up. She had already had her gun on hand, but for reasons she had left her stake and knife out. She grabbed a knife and stake to bring her up to what she usually carried, and switched the gun so that it was on the inside of her right side. That would force her to draw with her left hand when she was more comfortable with her right, but she had also learned how to shoot with both hands so she didn't particularly mind it all that much. She slid the knife and stake on the left since she didn't feel comfortable drawing those with her left hand. Then she grabbed three other, smaller and sheathed knives and stuck one in each shoe and then slid one under the strap of her panties in the front.

 Finally, she turned to Connor -and while staring directly at him- slowly slid a vial of holy water in between her breasts.

"Well?"