[Mercifully, Incineroar's flame is precise enough that it doesn't set Ray's legs on fire when the vines catch. Not as much can be said for the tree branch, he notes, as he lands in the pokemon's large arms. Decidueye takes flight with an alarmed cry, trying to get away from the spreading fire as quickly as possible. The dampness of the jungle humidity does make it harder for the flames to catch the thicker pieces of wood, so it's slower spreading, but the leaves aren't slick enough to avoid their fate, and that fuels it well enough.]
Th-thanks, miss - you, too, Incineroar! But we should maybe, uh. [He points enthusiastically towards the jungle, away from the fire.] Skedaddle?
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[Mercifully, Incineroar's flame is precise enough that it doesn't set Ray's legs on fire when the vines catch. Not as much can be said for the tree branch, he notes, as he lands in the pokemon's large arms. Decidueye takes flight with an alarmed cry, trying to get away from the spreading fire as quickly as possible. The dampness of the jungle humidity does make it harder for the flames to catch the thicker pieces of wood, so it's slower spreading, but the leaves aren't slick enough to avoid their fate, and that fuels it well enough.]
Th-thanks, miss - you, too, Incineroar! But we should maybe, uh. [He points enthusiastically towards the jungle, away from the fire.] Skedaddle?