The fire is goodbye in a way. He lets himself pour all the feelings about Len leaving into the fire, the hurt over being left behind, about Len choosing Scott over him. He pours it into the fire. And for a moment he feels good. Just quiet and at peace. He smiles slightly as it happens and as he can watch the fire die slowly and with it the need to watch things burn right now. He is impressed by the way she does it, the control she shows over what she can do. And he appreciates the way she does it slowly letting him have the moment.
When the fire has died and she turns to him he turns to look at her, noticing the tears and reaching up to gently wipe them away with a gloved hand. "Need more or do you want to go get a drink?"
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Date: 2018-12-13 01:21 pm (UTC)When the fire has died and she turns to him he turns to look at her, noticing the tears and reaching up to gently wipe them away with a gloved hand. "Need more or do you want to go get a drink?"