[Seasonal Event] feel like whistling

Melita didn't have any way of starting a blaze, as it turned out. Emmett supposed there wasn't really a reason for her too - he supposed he'd been hoping for the off-chance she was a fire mage or some kind of arsonist. Before he could apologise and go to find a flint himself, she had run off to find something. He waited, sitting on the ground to rest his aching legs. Eventually she returned with flint in hand and Emmett smiled, standing up (with a groan) to greet her. "Ah. That'll do it. Good job." He looked at the pile of debris, waited for Melita to light it...then she brought up a very good point. Just how were they going to put it out? "Er...well. I can go get some buckets o'water from the Oasis, or we could clear the space around it and let it burn out. Tha's usually what we did at the farm. Eventually it just..." Emmett pushed his hands down in the air to indicate a weakening blaze. Ok, Here It Goes