At the mention of orichalcum, Tseng's eyebrow rose. That would certainly go a long way in helping make up for the horrors of this particular outing. The light at the end of the metaphorical tunnel, so to speak.

"Good to know that the trip wasn't an entire waste," he answered with a slight nod. He wasn't about to pin the entirety of their success on something he was entirely unfamiliar with. This myrrh wasn't anything he'd heard of, and so far his (rather precursory) attempt to find out anything of interest hadn't helped. He'd need to look further when they got back.

"For once, I believe I could agree with that."