[Hey, a laugh. So the kid digs gallows humor. Not that it's a shock, considering the shit he's been saying. Tim adjusts the strap of his pack so it rests a little more squarely on his shoulders.]

Yeah, we don't really have an economy either. People just do each other favors, or trade for what they want.

[Or, if you're Tim, hand flare guns to children. This was his attempt at an emergency system. It was a community thing, more or less.]

You good to go?