Lynnor stood up.
"That reminds me...Can I see those things you were given just before we were left alone?"
Aramith and Mozrael looked at her, confused. "What are you talking about?" Aramith asked.
What item did she want to see?
"You were given some balls or something. Don't you remember?" She shook her head. "Maybe I hit you too hard—"
"Oh, I remember!" Aramith took out the orb he'd been given. Mozrael took hers out as well.
"What are they for?" Aramith asked, observing them. They were just grey, glass orbs. Nothing special.
"Let me see," Lynnor stretched an arm.
They hesitated for a moment, then handed them to her. Lynnor studied them for a while. Aramith's first, then Mozrael's.
Her expression turned grim after a while.
Aramith felt something was wrong. Why would she make such a face?
"Is there something wrong?" He asked. "What are they for?" He asked again.
Lynnor let out a heavy sigh, then looked at them both. For the first time, she looked sad.
