[Indeed; her knowledge of weaponized toothbrushes extends only to shanks. Whatever he's got in mind, it's almost surely something she's unfamiliar with.]

Let's go. I don't want to leave you waiting in the cold.

[She heads back to her room, mostly keeping pace with him as she leads. It's not a long walk; her cabin is on the first floor. She closes the door behind them.]

I'll go get it. Have a seat, if you'd like.

[There's a couch, and an armchair.]