I think there's others heading there as well, although-- [the small, sharp laugh that comes with skinny bitch obsessed with skeletons isn't intended, but boy, it sure does happen. If nothing else, Gideon's way with words continues to be an absolute delight.] Perhaps. Or there will be enough safe desert to explore and gather enough bones to keep her occupied. I'm nearly tempted to say you should approach the museum about working to help assemble some of their displays.

[The question, however, forces that little spark of entertainment away though. For all that Gideon's actually managed to find the least depressed part of Alucard, he's still a pretty miserable person right now. So to be asked how to give someone else purpose? There's a darker tone in the response, even if he's trying for a more humors inflection.]

You're talking to someone whose grand plan right now is to build a life supporting crypt in one of the graveyards here and take a decades long nap. I'm not exactly the right person to ask about this.