"Erm..." Angel looked around the room. It was more of an office than anything, and the sharpest thing in there was a letter opener. Popping her head out of the doorway to look at Bobby, she glanced up and down the deck.
"There's nothing of use in there. There's some scissors and sutures in these kits, but that's it." She said, then paused. "Let's just get these back to the people, and then we can come back to look for knives and such?" She suggested.