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. [b]”Blah blah bleh blah blah,”[/b] Khonsu chants, as if saying a spell.