Erin makes good on her promise of entombment; by the time the end credits roll she is as unto a swaddled babe, more blanket than human, with only her head poking out. She looks as relaxed as SecUnit has ever seen her, smiling a small and completely unselfconscious smile.

"When you're a professional pirate..." She sings to herself, and then her ears twitch. "I'm guessing nothing horrific showed up, so: thoughts?"