> [Talas] > Talas moves up beside Sia puts his hand on her shoulder and says > "Lady Sialillion, if I my?" And with that lofts (or pushes) the slab > out of the way. > [/Talas] [Sia] Sialillion curtsies a bit facetiously, and, with a wry smile, steps aside to allow the Demon Queller to do his work. [/Sia]