Her words resounded within him. He knew she was right but he still wasn’t sure about himself. How could he find the truth if he did not trust who he was? He didn’t even know who he was. What if he was a bad person and he was punished because of some wrongdoing? There was no way of telling at the moment but his thoughts were dragged back when she spoke again. Priscilla had spoken to someone but that person had left rather quickly repeating, “you touch you buy,” before completely vanishing.<br/><br/>“Could it be from the item?” He asked wondering if something like that could project an image. “What if it brings things to light we do not wish to see, or what had previously happened? Are there such things and if so, how do I get this without that…whoever or whatever he was, from coming back? Do you recite an incantation or do I just grab it and go and see what happens?” He asked feeling completely lost. He couldn’t remember how those things worked and part of him would feel bad for just taking it. Perhaps those worries alone pointed to him being a good person? Mabye?