"As far as possible and further. We are looking for the most out of reach teritories, untouched by civilization, to bring them Enlightment," says Brisbane with a theatrical touch, "with the good doctor's invention."
He looks at his net - it's empty apart from a few leaves and a half-dead all too plain and common butterfly. Not his thing, butterflies. Now he starts feeling quite foolish, standing before the well-armed Richards. He only felt this uncomfortable when his nanny was dressing him in childhood. He will have to show just how well he can handle a gun. In which he indeed excells.
"Let's head back to the city, shall we? Or, if you prefer, we can continue your search for that jaguar. McLusky", he turnsto his servant, "fetch me my riffle!"