Fire - fire? What the bloody hell was she supposed to - she didn't have her fucking gear or nothing, she had a tiny bloody fucking lighter!
"I don't - fuck," she said, panicking. "Toss your bloody pack here!"
The Thing was stunned, but already it was starting to shake it off, blinking its beady eyes like it was ready to start round two, and at least it was going after the Scout now - but it didn't look pissed off, just too bloody stupid to do anything but go after the moving target.
The Scout better bloody well have something in his pack or they were bloody well fucked.