Felicia grabbed the compact and opened it to take a look at her face. She didn't see any damage, really. Her hair wasn't even scorched. It relieved her a lot more than she'd care to admit--she was one of those girls who counted her worth in what she saw in the mirror.
"It's okay. Really." She said, turning to him and putting on a smirk. Her heart was just starting to slow a little. "I'll have to remember that spot. If it made you lose control like that."