Glancing down at the board in Danse's possession, Rey makes a face. "You'll definitely need something more effective than that, yes."

You wouldn't want to get caught dead going at a shark or a deathclaw with a plank, unless you'd rather be dead.

She gestures in the direction across the river.

"There's an armory that way, near the Guard headquarters. You won't find anything like guns and munitions there, but you should find some things to better equip yourself to dealing with the shit here than nothing. Unless you want to strike a deal with one of the 'gods' here for an alternative, if you're feeling desperate."

By the tone of her voice, she does not recommend that latter part, though.