Well that's ominous

Noir was oddly silent, but the girl couldn’t be thought of as a woman yet and it wasn’t his style to torment the young. She looked nervous but it was probably because of their strange surroundings more likely than not. The crystals were unlike anything he had ever seen before, and it seemed like she felt similar.

Her delicate voice questioned him as steely silver eyes met his blue and lavender gaze. For another moment he remained silent, watching her and the filtering light with a curious if not studious gaze. ”No,” he replied simply, his deep voice rumbling from his chest. Nothing seemed right with anything he encountered in the last moon. The crystals seemed to ebb and flow with light. Noir stalked forward, perpendicular to the fire marked girl, and reached towards the light of a massive gem. He hesitated though, uncertain what might happen if his flesh made contact.