Title: Fitting Place
(Above, Aun is vainly trying to use his frenting rod to pry open the trap doors.)
Chax (calling up from below): Aun! I heed you. I am well.
(Aun relaxes his efforts.)
Aun: Eii! Chax! Are you sure?
Chax: I am in the right and fitting place for me. Please do what is needful for you. I shall strive to rejoin you later, if such shall be inscribed upon my Spike.
Aun: Ayi, we’ll meet up later. That’s a promise!
Chax: Do not worry. I am with those who have the keenest interest in my future.
