Activate a trigger

In his panic, Jaune called a random trigger.

"Um, uh, um...Branwen doll!"

Raven dropped the knife and stood stiffly, arms at 90-degree angles, fingers pointing outward, a smile on her face.

"Raven-doll is here to play!" she giggled in a girlish voice.

Jaune breathed a sigh of relief. At least the triggers held.

"Raven-doll," he said. "What exactly does 'playing' mean to you?"