"Ragna just told me. Are you serious?" Annalina stepped into the room as Mildri fumbled with the attachments, hurrying to get them to finally free her weapon.
She turned and looked at the taller woman, barely suppressing the destructive glee in her eyes, "I don't see what's wrong with it?"
"There's a few gears loose in your head!" one of the other crew members supplied as they rushed back to their post.
Annalina paused a moment, trying to think of the best way to explain. "Tell me what happens if you start a fire in a dirigible."
Mildri giggled and crackled with sparks of fire magic she failed to hide in her excitement, "Boom!"
"And where are we...?"
"A diri- ... Oh. So Ragna could die?"
Annalina breathed a sigh of relief, Mildri understood, she was going to put the weapon down and-
"I won't fail then!" The tiny pyromaniac laughed in delight and ran off, having finally freed her flamethrower from its binds.
