She certainly felt like she'd been out for a few days. Her head ached and her throat burned for how dry it felt. Even her limbs felt a little heavy, the archeologist just laying and staring at the fan for a few moments before her eyes flicked over to the priest.

"Just... Lara. Please. Ms. makes me feel like Winston is giving me a scolding all over again for locking him in the freezer." Slowly, she'd sit up, even as her muscles screamed out their objections.

"My father always told me that every legend has a grain of truth in it. I've seen impossible things, Father, I can't give up without trying." Even if her trying had nearly killed her. Several times and on different expeditions. That was half the excitement though. That and everything else she usually learned or discovered along the way.