All Desmond did was give a casual shrug. Usually what people saw as ancient guardians or whatever just turned out to be figments the Pieces of Eden created. Desmond followed her gaze to the carvings on the wall. He didn't pretend to be able to tell the different runes and history like that. All he knew was the Third Crusade, American Revolution, and Italian Renaissance. And what he knew wasn't what history recorded.
"So?" He asked, obviously trying to get her to give more information.