[Hngh. Flops back down, facing the ceiling, still sweaty and gross and feeling a little dizzy from the heat. Though being in here is so, so much better already.
Lowly-]
You mean you didn’t want to match?
[She seemed resistant enough to the heat, at least. Though he knows her troubles with fire aren’t so straightforward.]
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Lowly-]
You mean you didn’t want to match?
[She seemed resistant enough to the heat, at least. Though he knows her troubles with fire aren’t so straightforward.]