[Vander stares at the crystal with a look of incredulity. It’s an outlandish claim, and he wants to deny it outright, but when his fingers brush it directly… something about it resonates, like a deep and integral part of himself.
He turns his gaze back to the other man.]
And this shard is just… stuck there now? A permanent part of me?
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He turns his gaze back to the other man.]
And this shard is just… stuck there now? A permanent part of me?