"I'm w-working on it...!" Still carrying Kari, but with speed unimpeded by the weight, Diamond moved toward the thing glinting in the dim light of the tunnel... and lo and behold, it was a microphone, covered in pearls, that she was pretty sure she'd seen just a minute ago. Probably important enough to take, at least, and she knelt to pick it up without dropping her passenger. With it in hand, she stands again and joins Sunny in her running; there's not a whole lot else she can do until (unless?) Kari comes to.