[ More awkward, ouch. You know what makes things awkward? Saying they're awkward. It's not awkward unless you make it awkward, Fiona. He shines a light down the tunnel, looking for — something. Ideally, the holodisc fragment so they can return to the surface world instead of scrounging around in a mine like mole people, but anything works. Sand worms, trapped workers who have gone insane and started eating each other, whatever. It's good to be prepared. To run. ]

I don't know, it's a good place to hide things? Nobody's gonna want to come down here. For... obvious reasons. [ He really expected this to be more of a fun caper than it turned out to be, this feels like a lot of trudging. They've been doing a lot of trudging lately. ] It's like the Veins of Helios down here.