She took that to mean that he wanted her to stop, a request which she didn't mind at all. Dora wasn't like her aunt and she didn't like being a source of pain, even if the person claimed they couldn't feel it. After a moment of watching the fire flying through the air she lowered her want back to her side.
"Has it really gotten that bad?" she asked of her curse, glancing down at her wand. It maybe would have been nice if it had at least looked like Antonin had a bit of trouble with it. She didn't like to cause pain, but she had her pride when it came to her spells, just like any witch or wizard.
She looked down at her wand then before glancing at the man. "'The pain is not me'? That's... it?"