Alas, the desk seemed fairly welded together where the drawers met. Years upon years of exposure to the radiation seeming to have caused the metal to melt slightly.

"I suppose we could take it apart in a place where it's safer," Chocolat seemed to linger by the door, not completely understanding why Yunlan would walk in just when he had previously warned her about how dangerous the nuclear-poison was. "I agree with her though. We can probably still find some use for it."

She motioned towards Azula, not yet knowing her name. "And I suppose there might be something we can do with this guy as well."

Another motion, this time towards the corpse of the centaur-like creature they had just taken down.