Title: Another Ready
(Chax chops away some hanging tendrils. Aun looks down at the ground, seeing the suppressant capsule he tossed aside in their previous attempt to enter the chamber.)
Chax: I’ll clear this away.
Aun: Huh, I must’ve dropped this before.
(They approach the door.)
Aun: Have another one ready?
Chax (raising eluctuant capsule): Yes.
Aun: Good. I’ll raise the door, you toss it under...
