"Not really," Steven emphasizes, shaking his head. "Fusion is supposed to feel... right."

"At least it's supposed to," Allirea adds in an undertone. They're both thinking of Malachite. Steven can't imagine what that must feel like, and he isn't sure he wants to. It can't be good.

The suggestion that they get more fires going is a welcome distraction. Steven gives himself a little shake (though not enough to unseat Allirea), then nods. "Good idea. I don't know how far the light goes, but it has to go farther if there's more of it, right?"