Rog-war reached out to the crystal being slowly. As soon as he felt him. He dropped his hand to his side. Nothing that was edible to him, meaning, Rog-war had no interest in the being. He mumbled something in his language, "Chyuc yuc haspot varausyug." and spun around to walk away. He didn't know where he was going in the wasteland. He didn't know what he would do. He didn't know if the crystal being would want his help or not. But even if he did the only thing Rog-war would be able to do is help protect the man. Almost like he was a pet. Rog-war wouldn't mind too much as long as he got food from it. He stopped a few feet away, for once hoping that this creature would want another creature along with him. Considering Rog-war was pretty much a savage, he would understand if the being just relaxed and let him walk. He began moving away from the crystal being again. Taking slow heavy steps as he thought about what his next move would be.