A Memory Faded

[Spectre]

She lowered her head to the couch, scrunching her face a bit as if in pain, which by the light groan she made, wasn't far off.
"Matthew.. He's.. I don't even know anymore... Ever sine he's found that stone, he's not acting the same..."
She sat up, despite the clear pain she was enduring. She raised her arm up, wiping her tears away with her sleeve.
"He doesn't eat nearly as often as he did.. He's more stressed.. and I think that stone's not just effecting him, either..."

She blinks again, the flicker returning briefly again, but Reyes remaining calm through the stabbing pain she kept feeling in her head.


Hemlock, by contrast, was quietly thinking to himself in the quarters he didn't want. Occasionally he'd look up at the operative watching over him, scoffing at times before looking back into nothingness.
He looked up once more like usual, except this time he spoke.
"So.. When should I tell your boss that she won't find anything on that stone?"

The stone, which had elected to remain quiet for the time being, simply acted as it was. A stone. While it did glow at times, and the engraving on the outside heating up, it remained rather uneventful.