Kill anything that might be clever enough to make it through.

[He knows there will be a gap at the floor, but he's not going to advertise that.]

[Into the living room.]

[....he grabs his phone and just. Going to stop that recording. He makes a note to edit out the last chunk, no need for any of that to be getting out.]

[He moves to the middle of the room, only now letting go of her hand, tugging off his jacket, and laying it down on the floor, making sure the symbol on the back is flat.]

Do not touch the fire. Purple is dangerous.

Wait...you're not serious, are you? You know you can't maintain them. You only did it once!

And I rather suspect WHY and you know I have that factor involved.

So I would start exercising caution. [He sits down on his jacket, over the symbol, reaching up and untying his hair, letting his hair fall down around him in cascading crimson.]

[...honestly, the boy looks like he could be a model in a shampoo commercial.]

[But he needs to feel unrestrained, to a certain extent.]

For now, sit down in front of me while I set up.