One evening, as the two of you found yourselves in the dimly lit corner of an abandoned building-- A rather unorthodox camp, but it seemed to work, the crackling of flames and the scent of burnt wood filled the air. Niragi's gaze flickered uneasily between you and the dancing flames that mesmerized you.

"So..You've got a real taste for fire, huh?"

He began, shifting a little, adjusting the makeshift bandages tied sloppily around his arm