[He nods; it had been hard going back to sleep after the mess in Cabin 3, last week -- it's going to be impossible, now that it's come back to haunt them where they live. Lenka props up his God Arc against his shoulder and plants himself in the middle of the cabin below one of the windows.

He's going to stay there.]

I can keep watch.

[Maybe he'll stab the moose next time (no). At the very least insomnia now has company.]

Marisa... are there other things you can do to stop what's out there? Defenses.