[ The tongs are a good move - less chance of anything else transferring that way, if they're lucky, and out of sheer curiosity Claude peers down at where he'd let the crystal left on the table. Unlike the stain on his gloves there's nothing there on the tabletop he can see. ]

Oh, hm, what was it - [ between the exploding seeds and the crystals there's a bit of mental notes on his research to recall, though it only takes him a second - ] Something about if you get liquid on them, apparently they emit a smell that's rather horrendous.

[ Another pause, then with a mildly mischievous look to Viktor since he's all for embracing a test in the name of figuring this out: ]

Not that I've seen it or smelled it for myself. But we could always use this, [ as he reaches for a clear glass bowl with a flat rim that'd lay safely sealed on top of the table, ] to put a chunk of crystal beneath and see what happens.