She shrugs, "It's an old myth. You're the one who said we should look at fairy tales." Raising an eyebrow at him, she opens a file and spins the laptop towards him. She gestures to the screen before crossing her arms. "Read it for yourself. Who knows how reliable myths are."

She's dubious. She'd never put much stock in fairy tales and stories about boogie men. She isn't sure she wanted to rely on one such story.