[ Her optimism was missing for a bit there, but she's decided to take it back as long as she can. Clara's nodding in agreement when she realizes Vanessa's holding a dead rabbit, and she forgets all about the sword. Because it's a dead rabbit. ]

Did you do that without any sort of tools?

[ She doesn't see any that are obvious but then again Clara's own sword is magically small and tucked in her pocket. Lest Vanessa think this is the beginning of a criticism, she quickly adds: ]

It's impressive. I think I'd probably starve to death out there on my own. [ Clara nods toward the woods in general. ] It's a good survival skill.