7 went over to the crate with her number on it, and started trying to break the lock. She was having problems with it, seems like despite how old it is, she couldn't break it. Jakob walked over to her, "Here, I've got it," he said, before hitting it and the lock broke. Opening up the crate, she started pulling things out. She immediately grabbed a pair of goggles and fitted them on the top of her head, as she continued to reach inside. The contents seemed to go with what her mind seemed to know, as there was a small handheld console, and a pile of wires too. The gun was a bit of a surprise, but she thought nothing of it, since it was a small pistol, probably for the best to use it only when she had to.
Looking over, she saw that 10 had a bag and first aid supplies within his trunk or something. "That could be useful, we were looking for medical supplies weren't we?" she said, before looking over at Zacharia, "So, now what do we do. We have this stuff, that probably belonged to us I'm guessing, but we can't just stay here doing nothing."
Jakob nodded his head, looking at the group. "You've got a point kid, we could probably lead you out of here, though there still isn't much in the world right now, but any place is probably better than down here. There isn't much left of the lab, doubt there is anything else here that could be of use. Best bet is to leave and hope that you can find answers outside."
7 liked that idea, though the thought of what the world would look like outside of the walls of the lab was a little frightening. The thought that the world practically destroyed itself after being at war for years was an interesting one, but they couldn't exactly do much about it. All they could do was make the best of the situation, though how they would really do that was beyond her. With no idea who they were, there wasn't much that they could do, so leaving this place and heading out into the world was a good idea to her.