What to do with the traps

"Is everything ready?" 

Looking at the pile of bags stacked up against the doors of the basement, I couldn't stop myself from counting them once again. Even though nothing drastic would happen if we would end up forgetting one bag or two, given my plans for the coming journey, it would be simply a pain in the ass to go back just to pick it up.

"Yeah. Weapons, ammunition, carved stones, rations… That should be all." 

Going through the list in her hand, Ayda confirmed the presence of each of the boxes. 

For a moment, a silence ensued in the basement. Standing beside the boxes, my eyes inevitably wandered towards the face of the girl. 

"Are you ready?"