Dragonfly

A flash a- well, if you've read the others you know how this bit goes. Know her voice as well. Though with Hymn she sounds shy instead of purely happy, though still glowing with a pulsating yellow glow. "H-hello there... W-whats your name?"

She blinks, she hadn’t read the plaque, didn’t even notice it, silly fish! “Oh! Hello there! My name’s Hymn, and you are...?”

"M-my name is... My na-name is C-Crys..."

As she did the same read-through of his memories- not remembering them, simply understanding his personaliy- she became angry at some of the things he had done. Glowing a pulsating red, and then a steady red, those tendrils of red energy reached out and began to very painfully consume him.

(Consumed, not destroyed, there was no tearing, only absorbing.)

It glowed yellow as she approached, before glowing faintly teal and going back to glowing brightly sapphire blue. No flash for Les.

She shrugged. She could probably monetise this in any case. She got a pickaxe.

The crystal just started glowing orange with curiosity. She wasn't entirely sure whether she would break or the pickaxe, considering she was a distortional entity.

The orb indeed couldnt understand. It tried to think for a moment, the clunky box now stuck. Aha! It had an idea. It began to flash white and blue over and over. After a while it could be distinguished as bianary "Hello! Am Rodre! Am good orb! Am stronger than cricket!"

She got the idea, deciding to do something she had never really tried doing before. A single shifting-rainbow colored tendril rises from the top of the crystal, before swaying in what would be recognisable as morse code. "Ello there, Rodre, what did that last phrase mean?"