Swims saw Veria blushing, but he assumed it was because she felt embarrassed that she was afraid of the wolves. Moving over and sitting next to her, he placed a hand on her shoulder and gave her a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, I know wolves and other beast can be frightening, but they are intimidated by fire. Plus, we have swords, knives, bows. I can even hit them with fireballs. I don't think we have anything to worry about. Nothing is going to hurt us."

Just as Swims finished speaking, the stick that the fish was impaled on broke and the entire thing fell into the fire. Without thinking, Swims quickly tried to grab the fish by the tail before it was all the way in the fire, but he severely misjudged where the fish was, and where his hand was going. He did manage to grab the fish and sling it out of the fire, but his hand was fully engulfed in the flame for a moment. Meanwhile, the fish ended up flying up and striking Veria on the top of the head. 

"Ah, Xuth, ow, ow, owwww." Swims cursed as he waved his burned hand through the air. He then held onto it with his other hand and let out a pained hiss. "Ahhh, that burns. No one is going to hurt us but me, I guess."