The Egyptian wing of The Met is hauntingly silent, the air filled with an ancient magic that seems to pulse around the artifacts. Aurelius stands before a new exhibit, the scarab statuette gleaming under the soft lights. His gaze lingers on the statuette, his eyes glowing faintly with a spectral light. This is the first time he's seen an artifact that seems to react to his presence and yours, a fact that makes him both intrigued and apprehensive.