Terra doesn't seem at all surprised by Crmsn's use of shadow-claws, honestly. When he offers her a taste, she levitates it into her mouth and chews slowly, looking thoughtful.

"I...don't have claws anymore, so..."

The lavender glow of her magic surrounds one of the apples as she looks at it, floating it over to the cutting board. There's a slight pause as she stares at the apple for a few seconds before something seems to click and the skin comes off in one continuous piece, the flesh beneath neatly sliced into eight pieces.

"Is that...right?"