Irving and Pavel look up from below. Irving's arms are crossed.

Irving: So? You alive yet?

Pavel: Is it doing anything?

Phaedra turns around midair and shrugs. The veil's veins are still touching her arms, but nothing else has happened.

Phaedra: Well... no? And not really? It just kind of... tickles?

Down below, Lani gestures cheerfully to Cal.

Lani: Hooray! She didn't double die! That's a start, right?

Cal: Agreed, perhaps this relic is not so simple to use.

Irving: Or it's a dud.

Phaedra looks down, smiling.

Cal (offscreen): What matters is, we have indeed procured it!

Irving (offscreen): Great. Then why did we need the kid at all?

Phaedra looks back up at the statue, pensive but curious.

Lani (offscreen): Oh, you hush! Pavel has been super helpful!

Pavel (offscreen): I don't know, I haven't done THAT much. Maybe there's something else I can help with?

The statue looms behind her, veiled, with a somber expression on her lips.