Yes, I can't hear hearts anymore-I can only make treasures float now.
[And a little rock moves up, up, up by her head. Which ends any and all ideas she had. Put out fire is about the only thing she can think to do and she eyes the flames, hoping he's telling the truth about it not hurting. It doesn't look fun at all.]
Is there medicine to put out fire?
[Which seems like The Next Best Option. Maybe some kind of pill to solve this woe.]
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[And a little rock moves up, up, up by her head. Which ends any and all ideas she had. Put out fire is about the only thing she can think to do and she eyes the flames, hoping he's telling the truth about it not hurting. It doesn't look fun at all.]
Is there medicine to put out fire?
[Which seems like The Next Best Option. Maybe some kind of pill to solve this woe.]