The silver sewer water swishes around you, the metallic goo making every step feel like you're wading through molasses. Paris's voice cuts through the damp air. "Ugh, this is a disaster! Look at me! My suit! It's ruined!" He flails helplessly, limbs splashing in every direction.“How do you expect me to look amazing now?!”

You and the Soldier Toy exchange a glance. The Soldier Toy is barely fazed, but you both know this is going to be a pain. Before you can react, another wave of silver water surges, splitting you and Paris apart. You're left standing alone in a different part of the tunnel. Of course.

From the distance, you hear Paris whining, his voice carrying through the tunnel.“HEY! I’m stuck with this thing! You’ve gotta get over here and fix this mess—now! Look at me! I’m a wreck! Fix it!”

The Soldier Toy’s robotic voice cuts in. "Complaints will not help. We need to get out."

Paris snaps back,“Fine, fine! I’ll just keep complaining here. No big deal. Just make me shiny again when you get here!”

You sigh and trudge forward, bracing yourself for the chaos ahead. It's going to be one of those days, isn't it?