[ She might have let out a whoop of accomplishment, had she not been feeling so drained. All the focus and strength in trying to make one little flame obey her has her feeling like she needs a nap to recharge her batteries. ]

Heh. Usually it's just a turn of phrase: let's see what I got up my sleeves, but for you, it's true.

[ She extinguishes the flame in her hand and leans back against the seat of the sofa, releasing a slow breath. ]

That felt really good. Thanks. If I didn't have help knowing where to start, I probably would've burnt something when I tried.

[ It's still weird admitting to needing help, but at least no one else is here to witness her saying it. ]