[So it was true. Something the big crystal planted in his head said the gem was them, too. That the gem must never be damaged, but they can heal if something happens.
But right now, he drew closer and wanted a better look at the gem on her hand.]
Whoa, that's a real gem just sittin' in your hand. It's-
[He stood taller and made a face at his chest, where the jasper was brightening. He gave it a firm pat with a hand, as if he were stifling a hiccup. Slowly, it died down. Was that good, or was that bad? How the hell should he know?]
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But right now, he drew closer and wanted a better look at the gem on her hand.]
Whoa, that's a real gem just sittin' in your hand. It's-
[He stood taller and made a face at his chest, where the jasper was brightening. He gave it a firm pat with a hand, as if he were stifling a hiccup. Slowly, it died down. Was that good, or was that bad? How the hell should he know?]
Uh... guess we figure all this shit out now, too.