The stone hadn't held much interest for Maya before. She just figured it was a part of the girl's biology. After all, there were thousands of races native to her galaxy. She hadn't met them all. Probably not even a third.

Now she gave it an appraising look, a part of her wondering if the girl was insane.

Maybe she was a Night Sister? Maya had heard stories about them. And they liked words like 'mystical.'

"Well, that sounds...upsetting."