[On any other day this week, perhaps (except Friday, blessed terrible Fridays), Lenka would have been pulled into at least a half-smile by the idea of putting rabbit ears on the altar. Little antennae for a much, much bigger problem. His face does soften a little as he pictures it. But--]

I'm not sure we'll need real rabbit ears. But there should be a way to use the altar. When we went to look at it... [because he'd gone with Ren, hadn't he, and the Third Eye is--] Sol, ah, yelled at us. Because we were looking at -- at it.

[He's momentarily distracted by the memory, that perhaps he should have been more attentive then -- was there a way to avoid the execution, was there a way to... avoid any of this, but it's not the time to be dragging things like that into the light of he fire.]

We could both hear it.