"But you will!" the girl almost jabbed Loïc's blanket-covered chest again before remembering her hand was still surrounded by flame and that the boy would probably not appreciate the gesture. Nor would the blanket. "Uh...not tell them it was me. I won't burn your bed. They might give you mine. I meant you will get out of bed. Because I say so."
The slight blonde started as she saw the boy in the closest bed stir at Loïc's exclamation. She froze, ready to let the flame wink out if he seemed to be waking, but he just mumbled something in his sleep - jam? - and turned to burrow deeper into the bed. She breathed a quiet sigh of relief.
"You'll get me into trouble without doing anything at all," the girl made a face at Loïc, refusing to accept a no. "Come on, get up." She started bouncing on the bed, half landing on him with each bounce, the bed protesting creakingly. "Up, up up! Let's have some fun! Don't be so lazy!"