"The boy is back the other way," Endrei rumbles drily, if indeed the giant's deep and mangled voice can manage acerbity. "I don't know what we're doing down here."
Looking for gold, Endrei figures, and sure enough Audree has found some! He'd like to go and survey her find, but the chittering from the vase worries him, as it does Clomm-- but not, apparently, the indomitable Ms. Watters.
"What he means is that it sounds like there's something dangerous in there," Endrei translates from Clomm-speak to civilized human, for Audree's benefit. "Is the vase closed? If so, let's leave it alone..."
Instead, Endrei edges around towards the box on the floor next to the vase. With Audree and her torch now closer to that end of the room, he peers to see how it might be secured: a latch, a lock or padlock, or perhaps a simple lid, nailed or otherwise?
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