Eleanor did hear him, and she followed along agreeably, not wishing to point out that his 'plan' is actually just an objective. Suggestions on how to achieve it were what she was asking for. But since she has none herself, she can't really complain.

She's now just a few feet behind him, watching his weapon selection with relaxed interest. Possibly a little closer at hand than he expected? It appears that Eleanor can do the stealth thing too.

"Lemme see one of those," she says, gesturing to the knife block.

There's something very eye-catching about the craftsmanship of the handles. They look to be made out of ivory, or something similar. She's curious to know if it's well-fabricated imitation plastic, or the real deal.