"I'm afraid I don't," Ignis admitted. Though that didn't stop him from chipping off a piece of the glowing material anyway. "If there is an academic institute on one of the islands, perhaps they will allow us use of their chemistry lab," he mused.

He held the chip between his gloved fingers, turning it around in the fading light. Analysis on this level wouldn't yield much, but it was always a step in his process.