"You really think I can’t navigate a simple maze?" Ellsworth chuckles. He looks several years young instead of his comfortable jacket and trousers. The figure he speaks to stands just out of view, a dark silhouette with a muffled, indistinct voice. "Fine," the explorer replies with a roll of his eyes. He hands the figure his champagne glass and loosens his tie. "But when I get back, you are going to tell me what this is really all about."