You catch the tiefling in the aftermath of a stray burst of magic, splintered and singed wood littering the ground and their arm shaking from the force. The only two around, it seems that nothing's been hurt but the wood itself, and Xiv startles and straightens up as they notice your presence.

"Uh, hey! Just practicing out here, nothing weird going on at all," they stammer out, before laughing and running a hand through their hair. "Everything's fine."