Dialog

Another absolutely perfect find. I want both of these sent down to the Blue Room immediately.

All clear, Mr Regulus, sir!

There. See. It’s fine. Glad I could be of service.

What did that stuff do to us, Abha?

(Screaming) Do not dare touch me! You are as much to blame for her death as he is!

Here, let me help you…

My god, he’s still alive? But I saw him. He was… (Shutters)  Abha, where are we? How did we get here?

If only the same were true of my father.

Abha?!?

(Turning her head away) My sister is dead.