Elizabeth nods her head slowly at Flint's words, "So that's where we're headed right?" She asks, though she's sure of the answer. She's not really sure what to think about the Mystic of the Mountain, having heard many different stories about the woman, but not from anyone who'd actually met her. "What's she like?" She asks curiously, wanting to know what to expect when they meet her. She always likes to be as prepared as possible for any mission she goes on.