Everything about him is disconcerting to her still. It makes sense that he didn't exactly recognize I could probably cut you as a truce, not least because it wasn't entirely one. It makes far less sense that he's offering to arm her.

Maybe he wants you to feel safe. Or, like...like even if you aren't safe, you can do something about it.

"Whatever brought us here took my stuff." Better than saying weapons, if only because he doesn't need to know how many. Besides, it's not like she had her Glock on her anyway--that was gone long before she ended up on Barrayar. She shrugs a little. "And I think they count their weapons here."

Even if she could get close enough to their knives to take one herself, they'd know. She's not putting the other outsiders in danger for the sake of having a knife. What you really need to do is see if there's a little one they wouldn't miss in the mess tent. A paring knife, or--