"Huh." Cobb scratched at his beard as he considered her. "Can you use that earth moving stuff to dig holes? Could be good for putting up fencing. As for growing plants, I know there's a greenhouse around here. Don't have anything that grows animals? Some idiots bought baby banthas not knowing they take almost a whole generation to grow up."

And that made them mouths to feed with no return like milk, wool, or meat. Cobb wasn't thrilled about having to tend them. They didn't even buy enough for a healthy herd. He's got a lot of annoyances over the banthas that he was going to ignore for his own sanity.

If she was willing to do the work Cobb would absolutely find a way for her to be useful. Or she could find it for herself. He was trying very hard not to give orders and take over here even though he was slowly stepping that direction.

"It's your magick, kid, you get to decide how you want to use it around here." Cobb didn't want her to feel pressured into something. He just had ideas on how to put this place together.