[He had touched the heart, though to be fair he was rather preoccupied with potential danger at the time. It wouldn't hurt to try again.

He presses his hand against it and lets the information surge through his mind for a bit. It explained what he was doing now, monsters, magic, gems--those are fancy rocks, right?--but he felt like he was forgetting something. Something before this. It was so important.

He stops touching the heart.]

I don't think I can fight monsters...