“We can’t make a portal—”“We’ve got a flying boat,” Carter offered.”

“There’s nothing here,” Carter said.“What do you want?” I asked. “We’ve got wax, some toilet papyrus, an ugly statue.”

“They know they’ve won,” Carter guessed. “They’re making a show of it.”“Yes,” Amos said.“Well, let’s blow up the boats or something!” I said.Amos looked at me. “Is that your strategy, honestly?”

“The first thing we pulled out was a lump of white gunk.“Wax,” Carter pronounced.“Fascinating.”

“[Carter just asked when I became a ram whisperer. Do shut up, Carter]”

“Destroy them later?" Cal offered, which was probably as close to friendly as he ever got.”

“I’ll distract them,” Carter said. “You search. The Trophy room is through there.”“Carter!”But the fool ran off to protect me. I hate when he does that.”