Human flesh is fun to watch melt away and all but I'm happy as long as I can have other stuff to burn.

[Speaking of which, she had really forgotten almost all about the fire in front of her. As a Pyro it was laughable that something or someone else in this matter could hold her interest more than her precious flames. When it finally processed to her what she had been doing, she laughed outloud. What was this behavior of hers? Was she just not truly all the way gone as she believed or was it because deep down she was a woman no matter how much she tried to forget?]

How strange!