I think that might be best, yes.

[Her gaze is somber despite the warm buzz of the alcohol. She hates what the enemies of this world have done to the people...hates it more when that wrath was directed at the Heroes. Narasimha's murders, the zombie attacks, and that's only what happened while she was here. And the reports of what took place in Downapolis are heartwrenchingly gruesome.]

Ah...I confess I don't possess any carpentry skills. But if you wouldn't mind showing me what needs to be done, I'm willing to learn.