(Sitting down is definitely the next thing on her list of wants; third, a shower? It feels like the smoke is in her hair and clothes, and she's probably more than a bit grubby if her glasses lenses are any indication. That, and she smells like fire and not even in a good way. Lucretia's still staring when Lup starts to guide her into walking again, her head twisting to look over her shoulder as the fire brigade arrives. Her stomach hurts, and she realises it's simply a soft version of the feeling she gets whenever they have to watch the Hunger consume a plane.)
I guess... (She knows Lup is just trying to distract her; there's most likely people in there that are not fine, will not be fine. But what can she do about it, exactly? Abjuration magic is useless once the damage has already been done.
She turns back around.) I didn't realise it was spreading that fast... I thought I had more time than that.
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I guess... (She knows Lup is just trying to distract her; there's most likely people in there that are not fine, will not be fine. But what can she do about it, exactly? Abjuration magic is useless once the damage has already been done.
She turns back around.) I didn't realise it was spreading that fast... I thought I had more time than that.