"Yeah," Karkat says, "that sounds like an okay idea." He glances over at Signless. "They've got barkbeasts here. There was one that went by the hive earlier, but it didn't see me. Maybe we could trap one and eat it after the nutrition cylinders run out."

He pulls another, smaller knife from the drawer and passes it to Signless. "For protection," he says, "and in case we do find a barkbeast, maybe you can help a little." He's not entirely sure if Signless' pacifism will extend to food or not, actually.