Eleven smiled and laughed shortly. He took the sheaf back to tuck away again. His smile shifted to something a little more puzzled as she leaned close, and he watched to be sure she straightened properly again before responding.

"That sounds interesting," he said mildly, curious, though not half as enthusiastic about it as she seemed to be. He'd spent the time in that mostly empty tomb in quiet distress, feeling incredibly stupid and worried an undead would surface at any moment for daring to trespass.

Still, if she had more information about the mystery, he was intrigued enough to wonder if the tiny piece he'd collected had anything to offer a greater picture.

"I'd been drawn in by the pictures on the stone.. Wondering if they could offer any insight into the divine forces that might exist in this world."