[SE] If I hit the bottom will I break?

melita

and she recklessly plays with matches

Or, alternatively, Iskra could pick up fire incantations and they could have a merry little incendiary display together –

She hummed again at the promise of cannons, shaking her head in a delightful little haze of promised tortillas and battle-hungry glory. He probably wouldn’t like her answer, but that had never stopped her – too many things in the world to blow apart, and with encroaching parasites constantly at other region’s doors, it wasn’t about to come as a surprise. She glanced back his way though, every daring venture locked and loaded in her gilded gaze. “I’m going to try and assemble a team to take out the void in the desert,” blunt and truthful. “The cannons are a backup contingency, in case I need the Firecracker.” And not just herself, all full of malice and righteous anger.

Head tilting and pretending such a promise was nothing at all, she batted her eyes a few times, simply to be annoying. “And your axe? What’re your plans for that?” Sure, there was always honoring his mother and administering to his occupation – but weapons were there for more than just sentimentality.