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That's not what I meant. [ She tempers the misunderstanding with a soft smile. For the record, she has her headset off. Usually does; treats it like a phone and only checks it regularly. So a string of Irish? Not what she was expecting, but nothing surprising either. Angel has mentioned his homeland before. ] There's plenty of other sources right at your fingertips. People. Here. [ Elena inclines her head, wrapping her head around it. ] Countless scientists, engineers, hackers, witches and magic, even an angel. A real one. What you're looking for isn't going to be in a book. It's all around you. [ All that and the prison itself, the dimension they're apparently in, and answers somewhere buried in this place. ] You're concentrating on what you don't have.