[For a while, things are quiet, save for the very faint sounds of the average goings-on of the ruins. The light is low, the corridors are silent.
And eventually, one of Dave's calls of "Marco" doesn't go unnoticed.]
...Polo. Well, well, Miles. It looks as though we've found your friend.
[A familiar, faint but triumphant Maaaaaa! follows, and gradually the glow of firelight grows stronger again as the little lizard returns, this time accompanied by a human who seems to share everyone's penchant for red, red hat and red lipstick and a surprised expression visible when she looks over the edge of the pit.]
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And eventually, one of Dave's calls of "Marco" doesn't go unnoticed.]
...Polo. Well, well, Miles. It looks as though we've found your friend.
[A familiar, faint but triumphant Maaaaaa! follows, and gradually the glow of firelight grows stronger again as the little lizard returns, this time accompanied by a human who seems to share everyone's penchant for red, red hat and red lipstick and a surprised expression visible when she looks over the edge of the pit.]
Hello down there. Took a tumble, did we?