[ Vriska grins at him, broad and wicked sweet. ]

Come on. Bring the sign! I know exactly what to do.

[ She'll grab the rest of the things they need and practically bound outside, full of energy. ]

Here, put it down.

[ Dropping the bag, she'll pull out her "tools." It's pretty clear she pretty much just found these rocks somewhere. ]

I think you should do the honors. It's your sign, after all.

[ She'll smile more kindly, and hold out the sharpened rock. ]