Kel felt a smile threatening to come onto his face, but he held it back. He shouldn't be enjoying this so much he was smiling. He got out of the line of the smoke, and sent a gust of wind to shoo the smoke out the window. See? It wasn't that hard.

He glanced up at Plymouth when the older boy started...singing, or something. Kel didn't feel like singing. But...getting rid of his robes in this way was much better than just throwing them away, and destruction he was doing to one of the objects of his wardrobe brought a smile to his face - one he couldn't push back.

Hey, boys are weird.

"You can burn something." He offered, shrugging. He didn't know what Plymouth would want to burn...but oh well, the offer was out there.