Logan couldn't help a snort of amusement. "Doll, if you're reduced to the level of having to make a water heater ... doing one heated by wood will give you the time to find the shit for the fancier ones." He points out. "So that you don't freeze your pretty little ass off in the meantime." He eyed her hand, then shrugged and shook it, his grip strong and hand unexpectedly heavy for his size. "First rule of survival, doll ... get done what needs doing. Worry about frills, frippery, and fancy shit later."