[ Nebula doesn't wait for Tifa to catch up, but that should be expected. She's never been the sort to say anything she doesn't mean and they need to catch up to the often more occupied parts of the path. ]

[ Glancing back out of the corner of her eye she grunts and considers. Martial Arts is a fine enough form of self-defense. Against humans, certainly. But they weren't full of humans out here either. She grunts. Pulls out the dagger from against her side and holds it out.]

Here.

A blade will help if something gets too close. Not much weapons in the way around here, but you're a fighter. You'll want something close range.