"I'm not leaving you alone with those things!" Especially when he's got bizarre notions about trying to fight them with ice. It has to be some sort of water bottle he has on him, but that's still... ugh. She doesn't have time to explain how plants work to the man. They'd probably like something like that if it's just going to melt and give them more fresh water. "Why couldn't the flooding have got these things?

"Look, I've got... What have I got?" She checks her purse. "Wallet. Make-up. Hair spray. Oh! Oh, if we had a lighter, though." Mini-blowtorch. "There's a convenience store not far from here. We can pick something up.