[ this quintessence sounds like aether to her - spirit energy that moves through all things. it makes sense, she's heard it called many different things by many different people from many different worlds, but in the end, it is all the same, isn't it? life force. magic. aether. quintessence.

anyway, she's not so unfamiliar with what he's talking about - once more, it is a familiar thing given a different name. all worlds have a heart, they breathe and live. ]

Hydaelyn is no different. The mothercrystal lives like any other great beast might, I suppose.. and she certainly has a mind and voice of her own.

[ she shakes her head. ]

Usually, yes. When aether - what you call quintessence - is in great abundance somewhere, it concentrates into crystals of all kinds, so you can imagine that they are quite useful and potentially powerful.

[ they're like.. batteries, of stored aether, if she was tech savvy enough to know that word. ]