[She pauses where she'd been turning her head to glare at one of the piles of junk, raising her eyebrows.

Okay... Okay, that's. Not a bad point.]

Well, you got me there. That all went to shit.

[Sandworms... Yeah. She's not forgetting close encounters with sandworms any time soon, at least.]

So, all right. Let's say they get mad if we take their stuff. How bad do you really think it'd get?