"Still working on that one..." Tony promised, looking around for more of that weird, minty shrubbery to add to the fire as an aromatic, but this bizarre network of tunnels had long stretches about as sparse as the air was still. Besides, if he built that flame up any more, he might suffocate them. "You didn't get any in your mouth, did you?" he had to ask, turning back to start meticulously combing through her hair just in case there was any more to be found on her scalp, he was just being very careful. Who knew what long term exposure could lead to?