Hmm, that'll make hauling these back through the door a little odd if anyone spots us... but I... guess we just. Don't. Let anyone spot us?

[ Look, his vision had been an entirely unhappy montage leading up to Silco's death. The return trip? Not so much. Regardless, Bruno claimed the second pot, hauling it up into his arms. Metal skidded against metal inside but it would do. Better than burning one's hands right off, right? ]

Alright, alright, let's get outta here before those lil' guys find us.