[Carl still can't say why he wants to try getting along with someone that was careless enough to inquire about his eye, but he can say is starting to see the appeal of what they are doing when they go inside and the mutant manages to find what could barely be considered blanket with such excitement. Carl smiles just faintly at the corners of his mouth, not able to help it.]

Heh. It looks like it could use a couple hundred stitches or maybe be used as a fishing net. [His tone cracks in amusement, but is far from judging the value of item. In fact, in his mind's eye it's actually a good find and good start to what they're doing. Collecting stuff for themselves or other people, right. Now that he thinks about it...]

What do you plan on doing with the stuff you find? [He asks curiously] It's a good idea. I just have more than enough for myself. Maybe we share with other people. Or trade what we find.