Pepper has to smile somewhat ruefully at that statement. "Back home, my purse might've been a contender."

She doesn't have as much stuff here - not yet, anyway.

"Uh, how about north, for starters." She points - in what she feels like is probably north. Right? Right. It looks clear of zombies, at least for the moment.

"Thank you," she adds. Pepper's been around long enough to know it's a pretty rare breed of person who is willing to stick their neck out for a stranger.