Tex is gathering the box from those who constructed it, offering thank-yous as appropriate, and preparing to stash the box away. She doesn't really know what can be done with it other than that—she doesn't relish having a box with a malicious entity in it stored in her room, but destroying it isn't an option. Not when they don't know of any way to destroy the spirit or whatever it is inside. She doesn't want to release it again by trying to kill it.

When she realizes Rinzler is waiting to speak to her, helmet tilted in that familiar questioning manner, she pauses, then approaches him. They might have their differences, but she can still read his body language. She thinks, anyway.

"You asking what I'm going to do with it?" she says. "Because—" She glances to see if they're being eavesdropped on. They aren't. "—I honestly don't know."