"Rush," she begs, knowing it won't matter, he doesn't remember himself, how can he when he's like this? The doors close and something green and probably deadly starts pouring into the room. Well, shit. It's a big room. It'll take a while to fill. But whatever she's gonna do she has to do it fast.

Something drops off him, hits the floor with a heavy metallic clunk. She blinks at it, then goes to pick it up.

It is a little sphere with a single purple optic, looking steadily at her.

She scans the room quickly until she locates some kind of funnel leading down. She darts over to it, seeks out some kind of button or access hatch, but there is none. Too far across the room there's some kind of control booth; she's learned enough how to do this by now. She blows two portals, one beside the funnel and one behind the booth, drops the sphere, crosses through, hits the button therein.

The funnel opens. She pivots back through and dumps the sphere, whatever it was, feeling an internal pang of guilt that she did this without knowing, into what is clearly an incinerator.