"but, out of all things, a mammoth?!"
"yes, thats right
the mammoths were the mercenaries of the prehistoric ages, you know?"

I can hear my eyebrow taking the elevator to the second floor but I let him continue.

"..The moment I hold this weapon close to ear, I feel as if the voices of a million puny hunters and gatherers are telling me secrets of past'

'And what are they saying?'

'I do not know, its pretty much screaming, I dont think language was even invented then'

"to be honest, that sounds like a load of mammoth poop, heavy, have you been drinking?"

"no", he replies as he pours himself another drink