[There's a definite flinch when he calls the fire to his hand- an almost violent jolt of panic that flashed into her expression before she saw its colour change-
Perhaps, in the light, he'd see her shadow shift strangely. Fraying just a little at the edges. Or maybe it was a trick of the light.
She stared at the now green flame. Green? Fire wasn't normally that colour-
And then this man just put his hand into it so easily, without so much as a flinch. Even a normal human would hurt if it were real, right? Humans did not burn as easily as paintings, but did fire did still burn them, too?]
...
Mhm. I want to learn.
[So that maybe, in this world, she'd be able to protect herself- so that she'd never have to fear anyone burning her canvas again.]
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Perhaps, in the light, he'd see her shadow shift strangely. Fraying just a little at the edges. Or maybe it was a trick of the light.
She stared at the now green flame. Green? Fire wasn't normally that colour-
And then this man just put his hand into it so easily, without so much as a flinch. Even a normal human would hurt if it were real, right? Humans did not burn as easily as paintings, but did fire did still burn them, too?]
...
Mhm. I want to learn.
[So that maybe, in this world, she'd be able to protect herself- so that she'd never have to fear anyone burning her canvas again.]