"Well... It's worth a shot." He says, shrugging. "But then that raises another problem. How do we know there's metal underground? I don't want to fig fruitlessly."
He sighs and slaps his butt one more time. "Although I must say... You make a good trap." He says, chuckling.
"Hmm. True. And that, in turn, would mean more resources and food." He says, nodding. "Alright then. Send out five parties. Keep the rest here in case we need them."
"Alright! I'm gonna need volunteers for a scouting party! It's going to be five parties, and..." He pauses for a second. "Ten members of the new tribe must go with each party, to protect the ones who have to gather!" He says.