You don't look like a monster.

[Not that she's complaining. She likes muscular men.]

But if that's the case, leave it to me. I'm a real handful.

[Stepping so he isn't in her line of fire, she starts with the magic. Hands raised, her hair blazes to life with sudden and violent flames. Heatless, not seeming to phase her, but very...very...there.]

Back up from our fishy friend, if you would.