[The way he kissed her and immediately followed it up by punching her in the face reminded her of her own actions. Letting out a whimper at the contact, the Pyro placed a hand on her bruising cheek and began rubbing at it.

She didn't hit him back or try to do anything. Simply kneeling in the fountain, she watched him go to the edge.]

.... You're wrong.

[Coughing slightly, the woman attempted to grab the end of his coat and give it a tug.]

Had I wanted to destroy everything, I would of not stopped to take you out. You would've died, again. Sensei is.... is....

Sensei is more important then burning things, I thought. So even if I lose my flamethrower and my gas mask, I do not feel so bad. I was able to help you, something I couldn't do in the past last time I had a chance.