Fenrix crossed his arms, pointing one finger at the flaming spot. He shot out a stream of water, dousing the fire. "That is, strange..." he murmured uneasily. Placing down his staff against the wall, he clapped his hands together. "So, I have something to ask you, do you feel tired? you know, from the spell... any exhaustion?" he asked seriously. "Much like how I feel when I do not remember the name of apples... I just cannot seem to remember..." he said absent minded.