Sasha watched Mayt as he walked, frowning as his breathing slowed, and as he stopped, leaning against a post, and she made a move towards him to see if she could help, and to see if she could see what was wrong. She was worried that he was going to hurt herself, doing whatever he was doing, and she bit her lip, looking about, then back towards Mayt, stepping closer, just waiting to see if he was going to fall or faint, or such on her. 

She watched as he pushed himself back to the middle of the road, and she made to go help him, to offer support, when the heat seemed to intensify, and she cried out, stumbling back, away from that field of heat, panting herself. Her eyes were wide, paniced, and her skin had reddened, particular on her face, and bare hands and arms in response to the heat, and she stared at him, as he apologises. She swallowed, licked her lips, and said, "Maybe don't try it again for a while, okay?" She moved to take a bottle of water out of her bag, and handed it to him, "Drink" She said, her voice commanding, "So you don't dehydrate after that" She got another bottle out of her bag, taking a sip of it, and then running the water over her hands and arms, splashing her face. 

It cold her immediately, and her normal temperature returned, for which she was grateful. Her skin colour softened, and she let out a soft sigh, "What were you trying to do?" She asked, hesitantly moving closer, "You're not still hot right?"