—It was only until that moment that she really paid attention to his accent, which was slight, almost faint, but as pleasant as his pacing, or his voice, or the smoothness of his expressions as he spoke; she smiled at the realization.— It's quite far, and expensive to travel there. But, oh, how I would love to go someday! You see, I'm obsessed with history; specifically with written history. And Mesopotamia was the mega of written history! Utterly fascinating! —she had gotten carried away by her excitement, and blurted all her elation.— I'm so sorry... I tend to speak too much, and too fast when I'm excited.— luckily, they arrived to the entrance of her building, and the doorman immediately opened it for them.— Please, be my guest.