"What the fuck is mana," Malos says, before he even thinks about it. Maybe it's something like ether? Actually, who cares! The stone's glowing up a storm, ether singing around it-- gentle, but determined. "Some fucking marble."

Malos squints, not quite sure he wants to tell Lloyd that it feels like Anna, not sure he really wants to admit that's a thing that's happening right now. What if he's wrong, anyway? He just- he wants to be sure.

"Can I see it?" he asks. He'll ask once, Lloyd. Dad tone's already activated. He is going to get his hands on that stone, one way or another.