Yeah, same. [ He, uh, probably shouldn't have said that so bluntly, but he's a little distracted. ] They said this world runs on this sort of... energy? Everyone here makes it and expands it through contact - any kind, it seems, as long as it's mutual. But they use it for energy, currency, everything, from the sound of it.

[ He reaches out, sliding his hand up and down Cassim's arm, feeling the way his skin tingles with the tiny bursts of Chroma as it refills them both. ] See? We're building it just by doing this.