Running With Scissors

He grunted when the woman thanked him, though he was focused on his own task now. As he went to scratch the surface of the crystal, he swore it leaned away from him, but by the time he realized that, he had scratched the surface and he suddenly felt repulsed. He felt bile rise up in his throat, the bot immediately jumping back away from the crystal as he turned his head to dry heave, though nothing came out. Casting a sharp look at the crystal, he couldn't be sure if he had actually seen it move or if he'd just been seeing things...maybe it was just the glow of it that made it look like it, or maybe he was more tired than he thought since daylight had barely been visible lately...

"Speech"