She weighs her options, then says, "A small hook, but sturdy. For climbing, so it would need to bear a rope plus my weight." If he can quote her a price, at least she'll have it in mind for the future, and craftsmanship is good. She can see, but more, she can feel, the metal humming solid and well-forged. She resisted the urge to touch things she couldn't yet purchase.

Bullets are more disposable, and she's certain he can handle them if she gives him an original to cast off of. The hook would take a finer hand.