[Hershel is really unsure of how to clean these, more water might ruin them. He decides to just unwrap them from the toilet paper for now and lay them down on the sink, hurrying over to the sink in the cell across to wash his poor hand.]

[He glances over at Ema and Jake as he cleans himself, what a day.] There was money in that one? I don't really recognize it though, and I doubt it's real. A wallet, a pocket knife, money and a lighter- all things you'd find in someone's pocket. [He shrugs, as if he's unsure if that means anything at all. Who knew.]