Playing quietly with a crystal, making it change shapes before returning it to its natural form. After a few moment of this, she winces, hand moving to hold her arm.

|| runs

She's quiet as Tarja checks over her arm, staring down at the floor as the other woman examines the strange crystallization that now spreads across her skin.

"Most Dominants and Bearers turn to stone... I don't see why I'm different."

A statement mumbled so softly, yet it still makes Tarja --

Existing, albeit quietly in the corner.

Peeks head in. "Hello?"