"maybe" Nessie agreed, starting towards the training grounds. She went back to the same candles, and sighed, began to stare at them, and wish them alight. It tried for a good long time to light the candles, but to no end. She sighed. Closed her eyes, she imagined the candles lit, the flames flickering and dancing, the red, yellow, orange mixture of them, the candles slowly burning. She opened her eyes, but nothing had happened. "Urgh!" She flung up her hands in frustration, and there was a whooshing sound as the three wicks ignited. 

"I just can't do it without being angry!" She glared at the candles, the flames dancing and flickering like she had imagined. Which just made it worse. "Why can't I do it?" She blew the candles out, taing a few deep breaths, she calmed herself, staring at them again. 

She looked back over at James, and shook her head.