"Oh." That's all Kate says at first, because while she sees it and wants to smoke it all right now, she knows that Effy hasn't touched drugs in a long time, that she burned all the stuff she had on the beach. All of it except this, apparently, and she wonders if it belongs to Effy at all or if it's someone else's stash. And if it's Effy's, she wonders if there's anymore, any other little hiding places all over the island where she has something like this.

"You want me to get rid of it?" she asks, because as much as she thinks she could use a joint right now, she isn't about to ask Effy to do something like that. Kate can be a shitty person sometimes, she knows this, and she doesn't deny it, but there's a line somewhere. One that she's not willing to cross and wherever else it goes, it's right here. If she doesn't want anything to do with drugs anymore, Kate sure as hell isn't going to force her or even tempt her with it.

"I can find someone to take it," she says. "Or like, dump it down the toilet."