That wasn't there before

Theron gave slow, listening nods to the girl's words. The crystals apparently had an effect on wolves, which made sense now that he thought of just how... magnetic they were. It didn't quite make sense for a poison though. Usually if a creature or plant was toxic, it was to keep others away and secure survival. Why would it be attracting him so much?... Or perhaps that was just his own curiosities pushing his actions. The fireflies he had seen when the strangeness had just begun drew him in a very similar way. He couldn't ignore them. He had to figure out what they were.

"If they're dangerous, perhaps it would be best to find a way to remove them?" That seemed like a good enough excuse. He wanted to heed the girl's warning, but at the same time, he hated the thought of leaving these crystals unexplored. His steely gaze scanned his surroundings, furrowing his brows in thought. "Did you touch them in order to get its effect?" He didn't wait for an answer before finding what he was looking for, a stick that was a good arm's length.

"I'll break it off with this, I should be a safe distance away."... probably. Transport after the breakage wasn't thought of either, since in all honesty that wasn't his goal. He just wanted to mess with the weird-looking rock and figure out everything afterward. The worst thing that happens is he gets some weird crystal disease and keels over from it. He would live with that. Or, well, not. He picked up the stick firmly in his jaws before picking away at one of the smaller, thinner crystals.

"Speech"