'You got anything else useful in there?' Clara asked.

'Field dressings. Self-assembly inflatable replacement limbs. Spare ammunition, of course. Emergency rations. I even have some dehydrated water,' he [Strax] added proudly.

'How does that work?'

'You just add water, and...' Strax frowned. 'Hmm,' he said. 'Maybe it's not as useful as I thought.'