Raleigh is the epitome of crazy white person right now - flying off to Egypt to meet up with a stranger he accidentally texted. Your brother is likely going to strangle you, if you somehow manage to not die in the middle of the desert.
Evelyn does hear her name though, and she emerges from one of the tents, peering about in mild confusion until she sees Raleigh, who is the only person who looks confused and out of place.
"Oh, you must be Mister Raleigh!" She scurries over, pieces of hair that have slipped free from their pins blowing in the wind. She's dressed for a dig - sleeves, trousers, a belt of tools wrapped around her waist, the whole shebang.
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Raleigh is the epitome of crazy white person right now - flying off to Egypt to meet up with a stranger he accidentally texted. Your brother is likely going to strangle you, if you somehow manage to not die in the middle of the desert.
Evelyn does hear her name though, and she emerges from one of the tents, peering about in mild confusion until she sees Raleigh, who is the only person who looks confused and out of place.
"Oh, you must be Mister Raleigh!" She scurries over, pieces of hair that have slipped free from their pins blowing in the wind. She's dressed for a dig - sleeves, trousers, a belt of tools wrapped around her waist, the whole shebang.