His head tilted to the side when Shannon reheated their hor d'oeuvres. Strange, he could barely feel any magical energies from her.
"Thank you." Blank took another sip of his drink while Loki and Scarlet had their conversation. He didn't need to be a mage nor a detective to figure out how tense that moment was getting. As they finished, he reached for another piece, which now hotter than god.
"Oh! Ah! Ah!" Just after he grabbed on to it, the heat got to him. "Ah, ah, ah." His hand left Scarlet's as he juggled the piece between his hands. The last hit of which popped it up in to the air. The food soared up and to Blank's left, so he leaned himself to that side, trying to catch it with his mouth.
The lean was a bit too far, the mage tipped both himself and the chair, falling to the floor. In that same instance, he was back to being seated, now chewing. After he swallowed, he looked between everyone.