"Glowing?" Kraft pulled his attention away and glanced toward the sound. Martin had picked up the pendant set with an unknown mineral and moved into a shadowy corner. He cupped his hand around it to block the light and examine it.
"That's right. It's glowing on its own. It's clearer like this." With his back to the candlelight, the knight held the pendant up to his eyes, confirming his discovery before offering it to Kraft.
Kraft was holding a knife and tweezers. He instinctively flinched, his grip loosening and the lifted flap of skin falling back into place. "No! Keep that thing away from me. Put it back!"
He still had no idea what it was, but instinct told him not to approach some glowing thing whose principles he didn't understand. Besides, it had just been taken from the pocket of a suspicious person whose skin was full of mycelium. Who knew what might have gotten on it?
"I suggest you clean your gloves thoroughly. Wipe them down with lime powder. Otherwise, I can't guarantee what might happen."
Having sacrificed a pair of needle holders, he gripped the pendant's cord and carried it into a dark part of the room. Fortunately, he felt none of the rumored skin tingling or nausea, nor did he immediately notice any glow.
"Why? Is it dangerous?" Martin was shaken by the doctor's over-the-top reaction. The stone had been right in front of his nose. If something really could have happened, it was probably already too late.
"In my experience, quite a few minerals that glow on their own are often associated with certain incurable diseases."
As he scared Martin, Kraft kept his distance, watching the ornament from several paces away.
In the bright candlelight, it had looked like nothing more than a low-grade mineral,