Elena physically deflates. "Aw. Later then," she puts her book away and frowns. 'Look into your memories.' [b]'Well this should be fun.'[/b] 'This is no time to be facetious.' [b]'Uh huh.'[/b] 'No matter. Let us commence.' Elena takes a deep breath and closes her eyes. Her face scrunches and she grunts softly. She starts to write the Egyptian alphabet from Sobek's memories.