"It'll be fine. I've done this more times than I can count!"

That's what Sloan said before they started their dig. How many hours of training and practice did they have, just to put off wearing a safety respiratory mask. Sure, the dig was supposed to be short - just a quick retrieval of an artifact while they were in Petra - but clearly those masks weren't just for proper breathing. And they found out firsthand.

Sloan stood in front of the dusty mirror in the common area of the Wayfinders' camp. They grimaced and winced, observing the obvious chip in one of their front teeth. It all happened so fast. Sloan was lucky it wasn't their eye that got struck when a rock was kicked up due to the use of their excavation drill.

"Aww, man..." They groaned, repeatedly checking their smile and tilting their head to get a better angle.