Fiametta hovered at the top of the stairs; the moment someone made eye contact with her, she changed back into human form. Straightening out her clothing, she appeared very well put together and till in the shape of the young blonde teenager from before. She looked around at the others with a high and proud head, as if expecting at least one of them to pay homage to her. Then, as if finally understanding the situation, her eyes jerked open more. She stepped forward and nearly clicked her heels together before dipping into a short courtesy. "My name is Fiametta." she clarified, looking around at each man in turn before moving back to Brendan and asking, "Are all of these men makeshift wizards, then?"