[Not one easily deterred (and stubborn to a fault), Joshua doesn’t waver at Ferran's uncertainty. Nagging doubts have no place when someone needs help and the perceived impossibility of a task doesn’t change that simple fact. Fueled by Ferran’s own determination, Joshua returns to the search with nary a sound to accompany his understanding nod.]
[He continues to scan the room, eyes darting as he scans for clues.]
[As knowledgeable as the professionals of Ferran’s world certainly are, there is one thing they don’t have on this intruding young man: experience with both fire and crystals alike (as chagrined as he is to have such an acquaintance). As Joshua catches the unique glint found at the edge of a prism, his focus narrows.]
[Careful with the glass, Joshua lowers himself to the ground in a squat by the window. He hums in thought as he presses a gloved finger to the floor and gently traces a line through the tiny, jagged remnants of glass-like mineral.]
no subject
[He continues to scan the room, eyes darting as he scans for clues.]
[As knowledgeable as the professionals of Ferran’s world certainly are, there is one thing they don’t have on this intruding young man: experience with both fire and crystals alike (as chagrined as he is to have such an acquaintance). As Joshua catches the unique glint found at the edge of a prism, his focus narrows.]
[Careful with the glass, Joshua lowers himself to the ground in a squat by the window. He hums in thought as he presses a gloved finger to the floor and gently traces a line through the tiny, jagged remnants of glass-like mineral.]
Magicks, then…