[Saul isn't himself surprised to find steel pointed his way, and he holds his ground, neither pushing nor standing down from his own high alert set to counter an attack if it does come. Every sensible person in the camp is on high alert, or at least so he thinks - those who are not are, by definition, not sensible.]

I'm hungry, [he says plainly.] If you're hunting I'll come with you. You... [There is a moment's hesitation. He'd mostly learned better by now than to make comments about women with weapons, so he decides to make the comment without the conditional.] You look like you know how. Those weapons, they look well-made. [Or at least, as well-made as anything any of them manages.]

I'll be of use - you'll see.