Ari watches her debate. Would she help him? He was starting to fade. He was---the he felt it. Each words she uttered made the crystal casket crack further. Hairline fracture lines begin to vein their way down and all around the crystal casket. The pedastool turns some and then with a kachink...type of sound the crystal shatters into dust. Leaving the young man within laying there. For a moment the marks upon his body glowed like the words upon the crystal had. And then the breathing turns to normal...ish. And his eyes slowly open. "I was right..." he says in ancient egyptian. Looking at her. He groans as he sits up. "My name...Ari. Just call me Ari." he says softly. "I am a secret kept well hidden. The only human formed...ugh...my head hurts." he sits up fully and looks at her. "You are Maria...that is what the man you slightly resemble called you. I will explain more. Take my hand." he says. Having somehow adapted to her english tongue. Though the accent of ancient egyptian was there. He waits. "We need to assist your father." he says simply. He bows to her. "Lady Maria...I pledge myself and my sword to you as your protector. I will explain why later."