Better remember sooner than later, York. Might change your perspective on matters otherwise.

For all his scars and the bravado masking his fears and insecurities, there's a sweetness to this man, a noble core - albeit one likely bound up in notions that might yet get him in future trouble. Or killed. And Carolina has no intention of letting that happen.

Hence the smile in response, bright white teeth with pointed canines almost a little too pronounced. "And me," she agrees, tail twitching as she pulls a singular ball of flame from the fire.

And then tosses it to him. It is HIS fire, after all. He should learn how to control it.