Lou felt a wave of relief when she smiled (intimidating as said smile was) and listened attentively towards her next riddle. The blond woman was right; there was a theme to the answers, so far, which lead Lou to suggest almost immediately, "A mummy?"
The wrapped bit really couldn't be anything else, that he could think of. Molded earth could well have meant the infamous pyramids of Egypt, though it might have meant half a dozen other things in a different context as well.
He devoted none of his mental energies towards the question they were now permitted to ask her. Lou still didn't believe that questioning the Sphinx would lead them to any answers regarding the fog, though it seemed he'd been overruled on that count. He'd let the over-eager teenage waste her time trying to come up with some way to make this useful, instead of merely reckless; in the meantime, he was going to focus on keeping them alive as best he could.
The wrapped bit really couldn't be anything else, that he could think of. Molded earth could well have meant the infamous pyramids of Egypt, though it might have meant half a dozen other things in a different context as well.
He devoted none of his mental energies towards the question they were now permitted to ask her. Lou still didn't believe that questioning the Sphinx would lead them to any answers regarding the fog, though it seemed he'd been overruled on that count. He'd let the over-eager teenage waste her time trying to come up with some way to make this useful, instead of merely reckless; in the meantime, he was going to focus on keeping them alive as best he could.