Elle's excitement grew more and more with every word that fell out of the Baron's mouth. Her cheeky grin grew wider and wider until her whole face was one huge, goofy smile. Her heart beat a mile a minute and her eyes shone with the prospect of a new adventure. Finding the Garden of Eden was a dream of every archeologist out there. Of course the more academic ones would deny it if asked directly, dismissing it as a 'wild goose chase'. But, fortunately, Countess Pelham was a wild card of an archeologist at best and even considered a pseudo-archeologist and a quack at worst. So the prospect of this expedition was right up her alley. Still, even a rogue archeologist and anthropologist as her would not be worth her salt if she didn't ask the pertinent questions.

	"Pardon me, Baron." Elle spoke out. "Although I do share your excitement, because what archeologist or scientist in this sphere doesn't want to prove the Garden of Eden is real and not myth or a pretty Biblical metaphor, but what factual evidence you have to back this claim that it is in the Congo?" El was curious to find out why the Baron claimed the Garden was in Africa. Israel aside, from what she knew of the research done, the Fertile Crescent was a more likely location for it. Africa was cited as a possible location for the Garden in a few theories, but the claim appeared to be weaker than that of ancient Mesopotamia.

	El paused and shifted her gaze to Al. "I'm sure you wouldn't summon all of us here without any solid leads. Although I also would assume it's why me and Al are here. So, tell us, Baron. What is it that makes you so certain the Garden is in the Congo?"