[The acknowledgement is enough like gratitude to make her feel a bit more calm, and she gives a dismissive gesture.]
I'm fine. I'm accustomed to fire.
[It's not a lie, technically. Though it might be more convincing if her voice hadn't cracked a little from the irritation in her lungs. She ignores it and starts walking toward home- she didn't really have the energy to go a more typical rooftop route.]
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I'm fine. I'm accustomed to fire.
[It's not a lie, technically. Though it might be more convincing if her voice hadn't cracked a little from the irritation in her lungs. She ignores it and starts walking toward home- she didn't really have the energy to go a more typical rooftop route.]