Rumpelstiltskin looked up at the elf and abruptly stopped patting his clothes, "Nothing to worry about," he grinned, extending his arms outwards in a gesture of openness. "However..." he started pacing to and fro. "I never caught any of your names. Are you people always so rude?" he challenged, distracting attention away from the fact that he'd lost something. He pointed to the elf. "You, I already know who you are, Legolas." he glanced back at Katniss and tilted his head. "And you look familiar, but I don't have your name." Names were of the utmost importance to him. He cupped his hands over his mouth and called to Sombre, who was on top of a roof. "And you! I never caught your name! Or you!" he snapped at Hawkeye, then glanced around at everyone, appearing to be in a bit of a bad mood now. "Well don't just stand there! Introduce yourselves!"
Ponyo smiled at him and followed his gaze upwards. "Well, I suppose it couldn't hurt to try, right?" It would be worth it if he could make a shelter or a camp appear out of thin air, or, if not out of thin air, then maybe he could make it assemble itself? She honestly didn't know how angel powers worked, but a part of her was eager to find out.
Dr. Whale looked at Spain and tilted his head. "Well...do you have a weapon? Or do you know how to set traps?" He didn't hunt regularly, but those tended to be relatively crucial parts of hunting, he knew that much.