Day had had the same idea. Not the chopping up monsters part, but the finding food part. She had a gun and her clothes were also bloody, though most of it came from herself. Nothing serious, just scrapes and cuts in her arms and legs. She wasn't really one to sit about though, sitting about got yourself killed more often than not. And if you didn't get killed you got captured by whoever was invading.
Of course capture was unlikely with these monsters, but get eaten while doing something to help or get eaten while sat there, you were still eaten at the end of the day. Day grinned, "See you had the same idea." She joined him, grabbing loaves and packing them into a bag.