There's a long pause on the other side of the door before the naga replies- in Common- "I see. In that case, I thank you for cutting my assignment short, albeit successfully. You'll be able to force the door soon." A pause, a muffled *pop* and then silence.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>"I certainly did not know anything about it before I was chosen by the Master," Kaheksa says carefully, furrowing her brow as the oracle heads up to the slime- it very slightly burns her finger when she prods it, more of a tingling, and the residue left on her finger has an unpleasant sour taste to it.