[He was hoping that it would just go back into her if the original owner held it, but it seems that it was designed to contain it. His thumb meets his chin, thinking. Well, if it doesn't want to come out, they'll have to force it to. And that's a simple enough solution, isn't it?
He reaches into his pocket, putting on that pair of black gloves he keeps on his person, before picking up the crystal, moving closer to her upper body and palming it. He's hurt, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have some of his arm strength, holding it over her chest. Just to make sure it gets to where it needs to go.
And then he crushes it. It seems the material isn't nearly as sturdy as he thought it would be, despite surviving in her stomach acid. But he feels it shatter in his hand, and his hand opens to let a green stream of power flow back into her, as if it were on an air stream that held her as its destination. He stares in wonder at it, despite becoming more and more familiar by the day that strange powers and magic do exist in this world outside of their visions and delusions.
He looks to Aether first, as if his eyes were asking if Aether was seeing what he was seeing too, before he turns his attention back to Lumine.]
Lumine? Did...you feel that? Was there any change at all?
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[He was hoping that it would just go back into her if the original owner held it, but it seems that it was designed to contain it. His thumb meets his chin, thinking. Well, if it doesn't want to come out, they'll have to force it to. And that's a simple enough solution, isn't it?
He reaches into his pocket, putting on that pair of black gloves he keeps on his person, before picking up the crystal, moving closer to her upper body and palming it. He's hurt, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have some of his arm strength, holding it over her chest. Just to make sure it gets to where it needs to go.
And then he crushes it. It seems the material isn't nearly as sturdy as he thought it would be, despite surviving in her stomach acid. But he feels it shatter in his hand, and his hand opens to let a green stream of power flow back into her, as if it were on an air stream that held her as its destination. He stares in wonder at it, despite becoming more and more familiar by the day that strange powers and magic do exist in this world outside of their visions and delusions.
He looks to Aether first, as if his eyes were asking if Aether was seeing what he was seeing too, before he turns his attention back to Lumine.]
Lumine? Did...you feel that? Was there any change at all?