[She hears what he says, but doesn't quite register it through her fog of thoughts. What happened to Charles is just far too suffocating, no matter how much she tries to distance herself from it. He was a child, and he was in her room. It's simply inexcusable that it happened.

The question on the stock does get her back on track though, her eyes going back to Jack and then to the cans.]

We'll be fine, from the looks of it. So long as we don't overeat... Judy told me that they replenish the stock from their own resources, but that supply is finite as well. We need to be careful about our intake, and be fair to everyone.