Irving stumbles through the door, straining - carrying one of the large wooden boxes from Pavel's boat.

Irving: Everything's safe and sound... And HEAVY! Really heavy.

He drops the box on the floor. Lani floats over gleefully as he regains his composure. Katja trots over to join them.

Lani: Aww. You could've asked me for help.

Irving: Yeah, yeah. Congrats on your muscles.

Katja approaches the box quizzically.

Irving: You can handle the other boxes. They're up top.

Lani: Sweet! Time to flex.

Irving leans down to check out the box. Katja pants and smiles. Pavel approaches from behind.

Irving: You sure you don't know what's in here, kid?

Pavel: Yeah, no clue.

Irving opens the box with a creak.

Irving: Then let's see what creepy junk Cheth gave you. Bet it's super cursed.

The whole group stands, looking at the contents of the box. They look confused.

Cal: ...Oh my.

Lani: ...Huh.