If he saw any wolves less metaphorical, he'd be fleeing from the room already. As it was, when she looked toward him, he glanced toward her, and listened to what she said. (Other than if you watched it you'd find out, because that was true, but it wouldn't explain away the things he simply didn't know.)

"A car..." More words to file away. He was learning so many just today, he was bound to forget over half them all over again. Her obvious lack of knowledge with the archaeologist, however, almost made his lips twitch up into a smile, but he instead nodded once she produced an answer. "I see, a great and envied hero." He did smile then, wryly, looking back to the screen. "Making this person an envious, not as famous hero. Looks like we're going to see," and how novel that was, seeing any story play out and not having it be someone's memories or whatever else might do the same, "How the two of them compete head to head over the... what was it. Didn't they say what they were going to look for?"

He tapped a finger to his lips as if that would summon up the phrase already forgotten by him in the dialogue that's been flowing past like water down a stream.