Aldrich manifested back in the dark depths of the Crypt. There, he saw Wai'ki's clone of Volantis lying down, tossing a book up and down in the air to keep himself entertained.
"Ah, it's you!" said the clone. It lowered its voice when Aldrich put a finger over his mouth. "Apologies. I was simply getting bored down here."
"A mere spirit construct can feel such things? Wai'ki truly is a master," remarked Valera.
"Are you bored, mister?" The Chrysalis hopped on over to Volantis. "If you want, you can come with us to explore."
"No, he can't" said Aldrich firmly but gently. "He needs to stay here."
"That, I do," said the construct with a sigh.
Aldrich looked around. The construct had done a good job sending supplies packs up and down. Even eating the supplies. The books from the colonel were scattered about haphazardly.
"Maybe reading will help," said Aldrich.
"I cannot read this script," said the construct in despair.
