Trinkets and baubles-- that was what Lux had come down here for. In this soggy, slimey hellscape there was no shortage of treasure. One simply had to be able to tolerate the mess. And Lux was. Mostly. She looked forward more than anything to the bath awaiting her back home, but for now. For now she was fine. For now she was fixated upon the glittering, faceted shells of a pair of warring beetles. 

"My, my," she whispered, half to herself. She did not truly expect the beetles to answer. "Were you born like that, or did you find your little treasures on the way?" She leaned a little closer and her passing shadow distracted the contestants. Both raised their clipping horns and spread their shiny wings as though to threaten. It was not particularly menacing. "No matter-- mine now." And she reached down and scooped them both neatly into a sack.