[ A single shoulder shrugs upwards at his questions, her face the silent expression of "that's the gist of it".

Then he turns towards the crystal and shouts at it. Shouting often helped her vent, so it's not like she's going to stop him from doing it. ]

If you ever get a green sword with runes on it, that one's mine and I'd like it back.

[ Sylvie is quiet for a moment. ]

Want to go find another monster and fight it, or is there a bar around this place where we can get a drink?