"We can always use more drugs." Sanda said. "They're some of the first things scavenged- and not just for medical reasons- and no one is making any new ones. So what there is... is all there is." When he mentioned he knew of where there was more she furrowed her brow. "You do? That would be worth a ton in trade. Especially if it's still viable." She informed him, pushing the ultrasound machine off to the side. "Most of the places I hit on my travels had already been cleaned out of most things- half of which I doubt anyone actually knew what it did. All that tended to be left were the things meant to be kept cold, but weren't because the power had gone out." Like saline bags and insulin.