Eva rolled her eyes once again at the crazy fire boy and before looking towards the young man she was conversing with. "Sorry, gimme me a minute," she said before closing her eyes. Her face showed that she was in deep concentration and her shadow began to slowly detach from her feet until it was one separate being. She opened her eyes and turned to her shadow. "Do you mind fetching the young boy a lighter please," she asked politely. The shadow quickly drifted into her house passing through the door as a spectre. While it was on it's errand, Eva turned back to continue her conversation. "Well, welcome to the neighbourhood. To be honest, I'm actually quite new myself so I'm not sure what the crime rate here is like." Her shadow returned swiftly, carrying the lighter in its hand. "Oh, thank you," she said but just as she was going to take it, the shadow snatched it away and flicked on the flame, singeing one of the black feathers on her wing. Eva scowled at the dark being and slapped the lighter out of its hand. The contact of her skin caused the shadow to jump back to it's original position, attached to her feet. 
Eva quickly picked up the lighter and handed it to the boy before examining her burned feather. She sighed and just thanked the Gods that it wasn't much worse.