Samson types in weapons. Failing that, he goes for knives and then rifles.
The search for weapons is too wide for the module, as it lists hundreds of sources of similar importance. Stretching it down to knives does reveal that there are specific locations known for knives. From the list of about a dozen places, the top few include:
Sirae - An old desert state currently caught up in a surge of political and economic instability, leading to pervasive crime and violence. The blades produced here are of notable quality, from ceremonial daggers to contemporary scimitars.
Regn - A technologically advanced state, who's constantly rainy and damp weather rivals its reputation for a high standard of living. Although not primarily known for knives, Regn is the home of the Indigenous Weyeto people, who have lived in the region for tens of thousands of years and have a history of unique and exquisite craftsmanship that extends to knives.
Calhoun - A swampland with few settled cities, (though the settled ones are densely populated) mostly filled with nomads and wandering traders. With a high volume of hunters explorers, searching in Calhoun will net you some of the best survival gear on the planet, including knives.
Samson can choose to look further down the list, find more details about one or more of the listed locations, or travel to one of them immediately.
Vi takes her wallet and ties the resulting pouch to her outfit. Just like all the other pouches she has tied to her clothes. One can never have too many pockets after all. She then wanders off to the library. May as well pass the time doing something productive.
Vi's wallet is now tied to her body along with her other pouches, like she's some sort of genetically modified super kangaroo. She slinks off to the library, which is as large and enigmatic as it has always been, though much more quiet with the lack of people inside. A single I.A. stands at the front desk, attentively waiting for orders and requests. Despite being built like a cross between a war machine and a magical golem, the I.A. is not so intimidating, in no small part due to its uniform consisting of a sweater, patterned pants and thick-rimmed glasses. Vi has to wonder what purposes glasses had on an automaton.