[It could be a godsend that Pyro couldn't read minds. If she knew all of that, she might question what it is was they both felt for each other.]

Alright. I'll be very gentle, I promise.

[Taking him into to her arms, the woman made it look as easy as pie when it came to lifting someone. As her large muscular arms flexed and bulged against her skin, it was clear that the only way she had become so strong was carrying her flamethrower.

When they made it to the bed, Sniper would be laid softly onto the plush bed. Grabbing all the pillows. she began to fluff them out before placing them under his head.

Sitting down next to him with her hands clasped together, she turned to look at the two children who were now sleeping near the edge of her bed. Sighing, she closed her eyes.]

I'm not so good at any of this, am I? I seem to ruin everything.