[If anything, Vastra is unnerved by the sheer size of the operation. She can't, for example, break down a rather large tree branch and torch it so thoroughly in one blast. When the branch is lit, she only starts backwards because, well, lots of fire very suddenly.]
[Once it's going, though, she eyes the dragon-like creature and hurries over to the fire to warm herself. It puts new life in her limbs, though Vastra wishes it were a fire in a fireplace next to a cozy armchair. Not a burning tree in the middle of icy nowhere.]
Thank you, ah, Mr. Draco. I apologize for my behavior earlier, I'm confused and freezing. My name is Vastra.
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[Once it's going, though, she eyes the dragon-like creature and hurries over to the fire to warm herself. It puts new life in her limbs, though Vastra wishes it were a fire in a fireplace next to a cozy armchair. Not a burning tree in the middle of icy nowhere.]
Thank you, ah, Mr. Draco. I apologize for my behavior earlier, I'm confused and freezing. My name is Vastra.