[ That turns out to be the wrong (or right, depending on your perspective) thing to say to her right now, because it only spurs her motivation to put out this fire. As if such a thing as a little kitchen fire would ever kill her—how preposterous!
Her inflated self-confidence buoys. ]
It is not nearly so bad as that!
[ She coughs a little in the smoke—sinks have water, right? The faucet thing? She'll have to act fast! ]
Do stay as you are.
[ Since he's just going to get in her way at this point. First she fills up another pot with water—it takes an agonizingly long time, it feels like—and dumps it, over and over, on the flames. The tiny kitchen actually works in their favor for this, since she doesn't have to travel back and forth at all.
Finally, one last big bucket of water extinguishes the fire. The pot of stew sits there on the stove, smoking. ]
no subject
Her inflated self-confidence buoys. ]
It is not nearly so bad as that!
[ She coughs a little in the smoke—sinks have water, right? The faucet thing? She'll have to act fast! ]
Do stay as you are.
[ Since he's just going to get in her way at this point. First she fills up another pot with water—it takes an agonizingly long time, it feels like—and dumps it, over and over, on the flames. The tiny kitchen actually works in their favor for this, since she doesn't have to travel back and forth at all.
Finally, one last big bucket of water extinguishes the fire. The pot of stew sits there on the stove, smoking. ]
There!