"Use them how?" He chimes in, having gone back to listening. He looks down at his gloved hand, removing it to show his own shard, the glow pulsing like a heartbeat. The green color reminded him of a Jedi's lightsaber, even if he knew that this was no kyber crystal. It was something else.

"A fire is a start. We don't want to stray too far from one another." As much as he would like to be rid of all this chattering noise, he likes not dying of the elements. "We have the crates. What else is there to burn?"

He scans his surroundings, waiting for someone to point out something else to burn.