Hazel's heart was thumping. She was indeed on the verge of burning everything, but luckily for Harley it was not intentional and she was doing her best not to. The fact that he was talking about fire and passion and burning definitely was not helping. She wasn't entirely disinterested in staying, but she didn't think she could manage to keep latent magic from letting itself out for much longer, especially if Harley kept doing what he was doing. She was starting to clam up. She was reddening rapidly, could hardly breath, and was about to burn down an entire forest. She grasped at her collar, pulling it away from her neck, "W-w-wow, it's... uhhhh... is it just me or is it like a million degrees out here?" She was now nervously chuckling again. [i]I think I'm actually about to die, Hazel Daphiat, heir to one of the most powerful families in the Sky Kingdom, feared by all, most powerful mage ever, beautiful, smart, charming, and completely inept at dealing with people,[/i] She lamented to herself.

She knew that she was expected to answer his question. She wanted to stay, but she definitely was in no state to carry this on. "Well... I-I... I have to... uhhhh... Mari... and... uhhhh... Solanne... we were going to... ya'know... we were going to go... and... Mari wanted to show us her new... carcass." [i]You're awful at this.[/i] She told herself. She was now nervously laughing again. [/i]Absolutely hopeless.[i]