Another Mind to Feed [Funnel, finished]

Mirja stood if you could call it that, and watched the fire girl in front of her, a slightly dopey look on her face as the adrenal high and sheer degree of pain took her body to a place that was nestled confortably between consciousness and unconsciousness. Unfurotunately, the fire girl did not accepty the idea of someone following her, and so refused Mirja's tail - not her literal tail, but Mirja following her - and instead pointed out her wounds, citing the fact that her skin could probably melt off if she didn't get it looked at soon.

"Ahh, no big deal. Fire just means I'm not going to bleed to death any time soon" she exclaimed, her eyelids fluttering for a few moments before she recovered. "But, ok. You go do your thing. I'm not going to force you to let me walk alongside you, but if you ever do want to come visit, I've got a lovely little house in Norway. Place called Lærdalsøyri. If you find yourself in need of a chat, or just wanna drop by for some food, then come down. And don't worry about your fire thing, my house is reinforced so I can live in it, and it would take some effort for you to burn it down" she announced.

The woman was, even when at rest, apparently very hot. Mirja could feel the heat coming off her from here, but it didn't seem to bother her at all. Which was logical, fire users were generally immune to fire, at least that which was there own. Convection was a think after all, and every fire user would be a constant mass of burns if they were not able to ignore their own fire. Watching Kimi go, and even giving a soft wave, she then turned to sort herself out. For all her bravardo, these wounds where horrific. She'd need to get them sorted right away. Luckily, medicine was dam good these days, and a Dome City wasn't to far away. She could check herself in and have a few days to herself. That would, be nice.