Valder looked at the gem. He thought of his own half in his pocket. But were there three halfs then? Maybe he didn't have to give away his piece, he loved the red shine it gave and had thought of it as a little 'precious' or maybe a 'shiny'. Valder decided to wait and see if he needed to do anything about it... he'd rather not, obviosly.
(shout-out to my profile-pic for being itself or somethin')
(shout-out to my profile-pic for being itself or somethin')
