(Araari very politely does not roll her eyes but she does smile at Lev.)

"And they all, um, killed it. And they all died.

Except for me because when I got hit by a tentacle I decided that, uh, discretion is the better part of valor."

"...so you were in fact there, and you didn't die?"

"For, uh, three minutes."

"That's at least more promising than you only being alive because they left you behind."

"Unfortunately we don't really have a proper military force that can go fight this thing, but at least we know they're possible to kill in theory, I guess."

"How did they kill it, do you know?"

"Shotguns and, um, stabbing."

"Well, that seems like it can be improved on, at least. You're sure they actually killed it?"

"I, um, kept in contact with our agents in Africa? And there have been a bunch of failed summonings and no, um. Successful ones.

And before then summonings always succeeded."

"Hmmm. Promising."

(Currently re-weighing the pros and cons of telling her boyfriend about this situation.)

"This is suggesting much more information than we currently have on Nyarlathotep. We've encountered the concepts of the Crawling Chaos and Masks, but the Knights seem to have access to more resources about how that all ties together?"

"Um. You can go look at our library?"

"I don't know because I... don't speak Latin... and when they were talking about it I always had to, uh. Pretend to know what they were talking about."

"Do any of us besides Mr. Invulnerability know Latin?"

“I do not.” Also it would quite possibly be a bad idea for Araari to look through the books right now but at least not knowing Latin is an excuse that has nothing to do with how fragile she feels.

"Not well enough to use, I think it's just Lev."

"I can, um, translate and you guys can take a look at it?"

He does not super want to read occult tomes in a way that involves processing what they're actually saying.

"Can you do that without, like, having screaming fits, which is apparently a thing that this genre of book does to people a lot?"

"I think I can if I'm careful, you have to-- study it."

"I guess we can try it."

"Uh, so, I don't really want to go-- fight the cult-- because I'm, um. Scared of dying."

"I think we're obviously not going to do it by ourselves, purely with the firepower we brought along?"

"But I can give you access to our library and-- guide you through the catacombs-- or write directions. And if you need weapons or explosives or something some of the Knights of Malta can help?

And I have, um. A spell."

"Oh?"

"It, um. I've seen it used? So I know it works?

It, uh, dismisses a manifestation of Nyarlathotep."

“Is it... safe? Using magic seems—“ Araari shakes her head. “I am... surprised... that your church allows it.”