[She'd been about to point out that these ones are even less of what they had found before when she had come to the mines, but she purses her lips together to hush herself at his warning first.
The crystals themselves are less of shards and more like dust shimmering in the dim light that his orbs provide, scattered across the floor of the cavern. There is little rhyme or reason to it, but there are patches where it's thicker and others where it's not, which could say more about where to look than she first assumes.
Silently, Tifa motions to a particularly thick pool of it on the other side of the room, and a small trail that leads into a place much, much darker than the rest.]
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The crystals themselves are less of shards and more like dust shimmering in the dim light that his orbs provide, scattered across the floor of the cavern. There is little rhyme or reason to it, but there are patches where it's thicker and others where it's not, which could say more about where to look than she first assumes.
Silently, Tifa motions to a particularly thick pool of it on the other side of the room, and a small trail that leads into a place much, much darker than the rest.]