At that comment, Loïc got a little grumpy, mumbling that he didn't snore at all and he didn't know what she was talking about, but it dissipated pretty quickly. Partially because he knew she was probably joking with him, and partially because a few seconds after she said it, there was suddenly fire. He started again, a little bit, and looked at her hand.
'I didn't know you could do that yet.' Mesmerised, he watched the flames move around her hand without burning her. He'd seen other mages do it several times, but this was.. Different. It was Ashya, for one, and this was the closest he'd ever been to it before. A couple of seconds more and he looked back at her, expression deadpan.
'If you burn my bed I'm telling them it was you.'
There was no way he was going to sleep in either A, an ashy bed - hah. Pun. - or B, get in trouble for her waking him up in the middle of the night to show him a fireball.
'I'll get us caught?' he exclaimed, momentarily forgetting what he had just told her about being quiet and then immediately regretting it. 'How am I the one getting us caught? I don't even want to get out of bed..'