I would hope so. They've saved my life more then once. [ she edged closer to the bucket, carefully keeping an eye on the spot she (assumes) Lyle is speaking from and keeping her blanket firmly between herself and any incoming missiles.
But she'll drop it all in a dive for the bucket the second she gets within a few short feet of it, heading deeper behind the cover of a tree. It's the ideal time to strike her again, but beware. He'll have to be good with his aim. ]