As if cue the blanket bits Shula had burst into flames, blue fire eating up the fabric and leaving nothing but ash in its wake. “I would be happy to show you. Maybe sometime today?” She asked, rubbing the ash in-between her fingers. It was almost calming for her to set things on fire, but the flames didn’t quell her rage any.<br/><br/>“It takes very high heat and I think you’ve pissed me off enough for my flames to be that hot. The other one I melted, the one before you, I had to watch them mop up the mess while they restrained me. I don’t know how they managed to get the stain out.” Shula back up against the wall, sitting down and settling herself in the corner. The woman hadn’t had so much as a blanket since she was at the facility and a bed seemed out of the question. It was awful for her and her nature. Dragons were nesting creatures and to be so open and exposed while sleeping made her unbelievably anxious and insomniac.<br/><br/>Shula curled her tail around herself, glaring at the man from the corner she sat in. “I hate you the most.” She spat. The words sounded almost like a warning.