After a little arguing, Lennon sits back with a satisfied smirk and crosses arms, clearly having won.
Carra grumbles, but she sighs and agrees to Lennon’s plan.
Lennon goes inside, taking a deep breath. She rubs her hands together, and she closes her eyes. When they open they’re silver. ”Blah blah bleh blah blah,” Khonsu chants, as if saying a spell.