"Fire is special. No one is like fire, it's a unique thing. Powerful, beautiful, unstoppable. See, people like you? You go out there and you die and all I got left is--" He waved his hand vaguely around him. What did he have left? Himself and hallucinations. That was all. "She can't die. Fire is eternal." He pulled out his light and for old time sake, he sparked up a flame and held it out. "Though you're both dangerous. Can't get too close. Unpredictable." He put his hand over the lighter and felt the warmth. "And you really know how to scar a guy."