Which is, indeed, a skill, though a harder one to find a niche for in a place like this, I'm afraid.

[However, he has the feeling that she's selling herself short.]

You said your father was an investigator-- did he ever teach you any of his skills with research and paperwork? The hospital and the local trader could have use of both, and the Vault of Knowledge--

[He pauses to smile a bit at the preposterous name for a makeshift library.]

--could probably always use a hand to help organize it.

[He could probably suggest work in the fields or the weather-proofing, but what sort of work is that for a young lady? Not one he'd recommend.]