Beleth gives James a Look--see, she can do it, too--before crossing her arms and shaking her head. "Well, James, I was going to suggest we fill our pockets with it as souvenirs of our island vacation, but if you insist." She frowns at one of the nearest spikes of red lyrium, tapping on it curiously. "How do you destroy this stuff, anyway? Will bashing it into dust render it useless, or will it just make red lyrium dust?" Which sounded even worse than regular red lyrium, somehow.