Nat makes a low noise of consideration as she finishes the last of the mixture, letting it settle in all its poisonous glory.

"That's...insightful," she says, "good that you thought of that." Because Nat honestly hadn't factored in the need for people to see eachother in the midst of impending and potentially life ending crisis. Human connection. And perhaps even unintentionally, Edgar had reminded the communities that this wasn't a decision to fall back to faction thinking on, because they were all in this together now.

She offers her friend a small smile as she settles back against the opposite storage shelf. "We'll be fine."