Your hand is on fire, [ he observes, voice flat. ] Who needs a blow torch when you can do that? You just have to be careful.

[ Who ever thought Leo Valdez would be preaching caution to anyone? But if the kid's not willing to do it, he will. Shifting the sphere to his left hand, he calls the flames of Hephaestus to his palm and holds it out to the frozen native, but not close enough to touch. It'll be slow work, but all of his kindling is being used or stowed elsewhere. ]

There's some firewood in one of the closets on the first level, [ Leo tells Hiro. ] If we bring some up and light a fire, we get back to work on everything else since the heater here's broken.

[ Yet another souvenir from the Jabberwock. Thanks a lot, Unseelie. This is why we can't have nice things. ]