She shook her head once. "I have no need," she responded, holding up her left hand to show the clawed knuckle on it. Renamon smiled. "Feel free to take what you need."

As for her, Renamon glanced around a final time. No... There was nothing she could use in here tonight. That cut her agenda down a bit. She had no need to stop at the lab right now--anyone that needed scalpels that she knew had them, and she herself still had a partial box. She hadn't planned out this night, and like much else today, that wasn't like her. She was allowing herself to be far too shaken by this. She needed movement, progress--some kind of purpose or goal to work towards at this moment.

Her jaw tightened for a moment as she remembered something, then the Digimon spoke. "Did you have other things you'd like to check on tonight? We're close to the possessions room, if you haven't been there. There may be something...." Renamon trailed off, then started talking again, a bit quieter than she had been. "If possible, I'd like to check the file room next door. Afterwards, I would accompany you wherever you need." She looked at Utena, unblinkingly. "If that's alright."