Reizu listened to the grave results from Ptricia. He gulped down his fear and braced himself for a large amount of punishments on his neck. "Whenever I make a decision the spell doesn't approve, the collar tends to squeeze and tighten. It's a brief moment of pain, but I feel branded. I used to be able to smile and be outgoing on my free will, but now I'm scared to let my emotions show. It's like their locked up." A tear trickled down Reizu's cheek into his snowy hair. Whether it was because of pain or relief that she said she could cure him, it was not known, but a copius amount scars were added to his neck. "But I would like to assist you in any way as possible. Starting with this." He reached into his bass case and unlocked a secret compartment. He gently carried a package covered with fine red velvet. Reizu walked back to Ptricia and placed the object in her hands. "Please do not hate me. A friend gave me this and I had no idea of its power. It is...........a Philospher's Stone. This should help you in your research right?"