Rin's brows raised up high on her forehead and her gaze shot downward, the look on her face somewhat defeated. "C'mon man. You aren't the only one here covered in scars who should have died. Repeatedly," she regarded her own form and it's trials and tribulations up until this point. She was damn sure her time was not up yet, his neither, not for a while. Right?

She redirected her attention on Melvin and his supplies and finally left her boxes to retrieve the labeler, markers, and pens. She pocketed all but the label maker and after tucking it between her knees began adjusting the message. "You guys can clean the items, where you can determine best if something is savable, and I can sort them out into the clean boxes to go?"