Młynar would rather not imagine it, actually, both because it's an entirely stupid notion and because there is something unsettling about seeing a middle-aged man wiggling his fingers next to his ears like that.

"Directions, presumably."

Which he has to admit, does bring them back to the question of what exactly 'aqunid' and 'chrono' are meant to be. He walks on to the 'chrono' door regardless. Ideally, it will take him away from conversations about tentacles.