Looking around the room as they entered it, Balthazar was expecting some sort of trap, a defense, something. But as far as he could see there was absolutely nothing here to keep the, thing from being taken. "I think so." He said as he approached the stone slowly, Running his hand along it hesitantly. He felt it again then, that deep sense of belonging, the warmth running through his body as he felt it coursing through him. "I know it is." He whispered softly.