Cassian didn't care for maps or tents or guns, none of those were useful to him. He couldn't read a map, tents would just make him feel trapped and he was much more efficient with knives than guns. But the medical kits and the food was definitely something he was interested in if he had to choose something aside from weapons.

He was no doctor, but Jezebel had shown him more than enough to tend to any injuries he obtained during a hit. 'Good assistants are hard to find these days, it would be a bother to lose one I'm used to simply from infection or blood loss.' He could hear it clear as day.

"Alright. Fine. What kind of 'ammunition' do you think I'll need?"