Benjamin was relieved when a young man and girl about his age came to help him. Cyril came over and helped the girl heft the man. [b]"Go on. Get him out of here, we'll be fine."[/b] He said, speaking for both himself and Joli, whom he hadn't truly met. He turned to him in this case, though, and said, [b]"We have to do something about the fire."[/b] As if an answer from God, another kid their age ran up and gestured to the barrels full of drink. Good call. [b]"We have to douse the edges of the fire and move anything it might use to spread, like those banners."[/b] He told Naoto and Joli. [b]"We don't have to put it out. Just contain it."[/b] He pulled out his pocket knife and started severing or moving banners, streamers and anything connected to the surrounding buildings, including fallen boards. He wished they had dirt. Just a wheel barrel of it. They could encircle the flames with it. Whatever drink that kid and hopefully Joli were pouring would have to be enough. [b]"Check the barrels for alcohol! That would light up like a Christmas tree!"[/b] That would only make the situation worse.