I'm sure they're handling it better than us. They should be used to magical red stones going crazy on them. While us? We've only had that thing for, what, a week?

[She sighs, grabbing one of the bowls of berries that she kept on the table and popping a berry in her mouth. Razz berries, spicy little buggers.]

At least it's nice to know our shard is in good hands.

[...it's a start.]