Kisame paused in his pyre-fussing to look at Duo, then the box. Then Duo again.
you know, he started mentally, if I was about to die, locked in a box, ten minutes from flipping the switch that would end my life, I might pull OUT my important things and you know. Look at them. Hold them.
He made a mental note to pat the body down for anything interesting.
No sense getting his hopes up.
"You get to pick your name when you go a week without me having a deep, powerful urge to slap sense into you, kiddo..." he said, picking up the box and tossing it onto the top of the pyramid.