"You're the one who wanted to do it in here," she points out. And she gets it, she does; this environment is much more easily controlled, and they don't have to damage any part of the ship to gain fuel for the fire. But she can also tell that it isn't quite doing it for him in the way that he'd hoped, and that defeats the whole purpose of this exercise. "I'm not saying you've gotta besmirch the library again, but there's probably somewhere on board people don't usually go, that they won't mind if it gets a little singed. An empty cabin, maybe." She shrugs; it had worked out well enough when that pyrokinetic who looked like Steve showed up for a hot minute. "Hey, if you want it to be bigger you won't hear me complaining. Go for it."