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Stella was thankful that the fire had gotten back in control before it could do any harm, and before she could really freak out fully. She did offer Marygold a small smile as she tried to reassure her that it was fine, and that she didn't life fire either. It did make sense to her, that her fellow sibling had never liked fire unless it was super controlled like it had been. She did chuckle a bit as Marygold said that she wished she had known who had manipulated it, and that she would tell her off. That did make her feel a bit better at that point and some of the color returned to her cheeks at that point.

[color=#00bf60]"Thank you Marygold. I've never really liked fires either, not even little candles sometimes. Maybe it was spirits, or something."[/color] She willed herself to relax a bit at that point and then she stretched her fingers. She hadn't realized that she had been clenching her fingers so tightly at that point, and she flexed them a bit. She didn't want to ruin the day that she had been having at that point, and she was sure that she had questions for Marygold, but she could ask her them later. She could tell the mood of the campfire had shifted due to the out of controlness of the fire, but maybe not just because of that.