Is he... is he offended? Oh boy. Urbosa can't help but chuckle a little to herself - potato potahto indeed.
You could say he's pretty fry for a white guy.

"Maybe I should reword that. Wolves are wild, but dogs are tame. I suppose fire can be seen the same way in that it's both at once." Calm ur ass down and take the compliment, Axel. Urbosa reclines a little, grabbing a second bedroll and tucking it against the small of her back to give her more real estate to lounge on, watching the tongues of fire twist and wave under his direction.

"That's a good attitude to have. Adapt to your surroundings, and you become stronger in the struggle." She agrees easily enough, blinking lazily as the warmth from the fire pit sinks in. "In the worst case scenario, you can hone your talents with flame even further, right?"
The Gorons would probably have a better idea how to push his flame talents to the point of melting metal, but seeing as Daruk is still in stasis... well. She'll just have to do her best.

"My name is Urbosa, by the way. Sav'saaba."