Greg leans slightly into her hand, taking comfort in it. She's right, of course. He can barely see it himself, only just out of the label's grasp, but already this vantage point makes so many more options and possibilities clear. Once Steven is free... they'll figure out what needs to happen from there.

"Your flames, huh?" He sends her a sidelong look, wry and bemused. It sure didn't feel too helpful on his magic crystal, but he'll give her the benefit of the doubt. "The squirrel thing was you, right?"