[it's fine. it doesn't matter if it's hot. she could dance through fire and her only casualty would be her clothing. she's not human anymore.]
[her eyes stare down at the shattered floor in front of her, the debris that she scattered there with Al's help, and it take her a moment to process that she's been asked anything. least of all anything like that. they aren't done yet, are they? of course they aren't. why would they be. she needs to leave. they both do.]
[despite how dry Lina's throat is, she forces a swallow.]
Yeah. I need to leave. I can't do fire. [a weak excuse and she knows it, but hopefully he'll understand if she doesn't want to talk about it.]
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[her eyes stare down at the shattered floor in front of her, the debris that she scattered there with Al's help, and it take her a moment to process that she's been asked anything. least of all anything like that. they aren't done yet, are they? of course they aren't. why would they be. she needs to leave. they both do.]
[despite how dry Lina's throat is, she forces a swallow.]
Yeah. I need to leave. I can't do fire. [a weak excuse and she knows it, but hopefully he'll understand if she doesn't want to talk about it.]