She listened as he described the evils of witches. Scarlet had seen many worlds, and had seen many magics. Some of what she had seen, she wished she could forget. Such evil magics that she had lost sleep after witnessing their effects. That is why she never cared to learn more than simple magic, and nothing was more simple than throwing fire. It was practical, effective, and even intimidating when needed.
She noticed his eyes tracing the curve of her body and blushed a little. Not that she was embarrassed, just that she hoped he would notice it. She could not place why she seemed so interested in him, but he might end up sharing her shelter tonight if he kept smiling at her like he was.
She felt another draft and shivered. Suddenly, everything got darker. She looked over to see that the fire had gone out. "Shit." She had been too distracted to notice when it happened. "Now I'm going to freeze." She began searching the dirt for the flint her new friend had used earlier. She could start it herself, but he did not seem too fond of magic.