Chili taps his jaw with a finger, his eyes trailing up to the ceiling then back down to the boots and guns. "Well... if they're meant for us, maybe these are the only instructions we're gonna get," he guesses, heading for the objects set in front of them. "What else can we do? Let's see what they're for!"

He beckons Cress over, first heading for the guns. "You can go look at those freaky shoes. I'll figure out what these are."