She chuckled. "There's only so many repositories in the city. Eventually, we'll go through all of them," she replied.<br/><br/>She seemed to appreciate his more serious attitude, and nodded. He'd notice her looking like she wanted to ask more questions, and pry into his past, but restrained herself, instead looking at the golden mask. "So... a portion of the pharaoh's soul is trapped in there... certainly explains quite a bit."