"You never know!" Neith snapped. "The point is, I'll survive the apocalypse. I can live off the land!" She jabbed a finger at me. "Did you know the palm tree has six different edible parts?" "Um--" "And I'll never be bored," Neith continued, "since I'm also the goddess of weaving. I have enough twine for a millennium of macrame!" I had no reply, as I wasn't sure what macrame was."