Torrens thought over Emily's words, until Emily conjured a small mote of a magical flame for him. Torrens stepped over, swiftly swiped it, and stepped back to where he was. While to those unfamiliar with him it may have appeared to have been a rude snatch, Torrens was simply taking caution and minimising Emily's close-range exposure to him- many of his physical mannerisms center around that motive. He stared at the palm of his hand where the flame had sunk in and his face broke out into a big grin.

"Ah, yes, thank you. This will be most useful. Empyrean, yes? I've heard a lot about it," Torrens said. He closed his eyes for a moment, then added, "Not quite real Empyrean, though, I sense. Still, powerful all the same. Thank you again. Good luck on your mission."

As he was leaving, Torrens added, "Although I like burning things, I'm not a senseless brute about it. I've been in this game a lot longer than you can imagine, and I already know a proportionately vast amount about the nature of fire and heat and it's applications. I've got to. I wouldn't have made it this far if I didn't. Just letting you know."
 
 
 
Later, Torrens joined the group assembled by Athinar in preparation for the raid. Already various personalities were making a big show of the matter. Athinar did not look like a tactician, but at the same time looks can be deceiving. "For consideration in whatever plan you choose, my strengths are arson, sabotage, drawing enemy fire and frontal assaults. I'm not good at stealth," Torrens offered helpfully.