[If it can hiss then surely it can let out something close to a wheezing shriek as it burns, releasing him then escaping quickly as it came, so fast the flames don't even catch on anything in its path save. It leaves a smoke trail and silence, but Caspian has no desire to follow the former.]
...Thanks.
[He pants from the ground, eyes still wide over the encounter. Puddles of whiskey continue to burn on the ground but it doesn't spread, something easily smothered.]
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...Thanks.
[He pants from the ground, eyes still wide over the encounter. Puddles of whiskey continue to burn on the ground but it doesn't spread, something easily smothered.]