<span style="color: #003366">"can you not make a hurricane around me when i try to give you the keys this time? you might have to live on preserved foods for a few days, my pregnancy is really slowing me down so i can't be sure i can arrange for fresh food immediately." </span>she sighed and raised one hand as fire engulfed it up to her elbow.<span style="color: #003366">"you don't start with this, that will get you hurt. instead how about you make a little lightning way up in the sky where it can't hurt anyone."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>