the dying sun illuminates so much

Safrin 'To stop a smouldering you can pour water on the blaze, making it hiss and unable to burn quite the same ever again. If you reach in to pull it out, it's you who will be burned." Safrin shrugged. It would hurt one of them, either way. Likely both. The question was how badly. Chuckling a bit at this, Safrin reached up to affectionately pinch Ronin's cheek, flashing him a bemused smile. "We all make mistakes. Amalia should be healing well. If not, Deimos has been given instructions on how to speed her process." Tugging in a breath, she pushed a strand of hair from Ronin's eyes. "That old temple needed a facelift anyways."