[Astrid wasn't even really sure what the laptop was for just yet, only that it held some kind of magic that made the screen glow when she opened it, so it's lucky for her that he's taken the "warn in person" route.
She pulls her hand in front of her again, brows furrowing as she tried to get more than a weak lick of flame spinning on her palm. If it was going to be happening, she wanted to be able to control it, rather than just having it flare up (har har) when her anger did. His comment gets her attention back, and the fire vanishes completely to be replaced by a creeping smile.]
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She pulls her hand in front of her again, brows furrowing as she tried to get more than a weak lick of flame spinning on her palm. If it was going to be happening, she wanted to be able to control it, rather than just having it flare up (har har) when her anger did. His comment gets her attention back, and the fire vanishes completely to be replaced by a creeping smile.]
Love them, actually. Miss my own.