Corrin frowns, concerned. "Has this Domon fellow been harassing you?" She asks. Hunting for the crystals was a fun little diversion, especially since the ones she already collected didn't really seem to do anything other than look nice, but if someone else was looking for them and actually making a nuisance of himself, that was an issue. Corrin would want to address it, if she could.
"Who's Domon" but more polite because Corrin