At least the flames don't seem to catch anywhere else in the tent, and once she calms down, they vanish entirely. She's still hot, messy, breathless, but she has enough presence of mind to hear what Beau says, and she giggles.

"When I'm here? I didn't go anywhere," she purrs, a little breathless, moving lazily and trying to get Beau to lie down beside her too. "Do you mean the flames?"