[Despite everything, and the awkward note that they got off on, Sylvain's smile is reflected in Lucretia when they finish. Just a small one. The last time she sang with anyone else around to hear her was the last time she went Candlenights caroling with the other members of the Bureau.]

Well, there's no accounting for taste.

[She hums, watching the crystals as she tries to think of what was missing. The puzzle told them to sing and they certainly sang.

Still thinking, she watches their reflection in the pink crystal.]

Honestly, these crystals kind of give me the heebie jeebies. It feels like they're watching us.