A: [Virgil looks around the room first, hands dangling at his sides like a person who is clearly awestruck. The gemstones floating, piled down from the ceiling far above, catch his eye more than anything. But the heart-shaped gem calls out for the sake of science and he rests a hand on its surface. He pauses for a second, processing the information. His free hand falls onto the gem resting in the hollow of his throat and he starts. A circle of orange jasper (not that he can see it so well) is now where his characterizing scar once was. What was this? The mute looks more hurriedly around the room for an exit, and jogs out to look for someone who can possibly explain further.]