"You're fireproof anyway. It'd probably just tingle. Might be something to try when you're naked one of these days." Jon winked and set to work on the rice. This much he could accomplish. It was fun, in a way. Most of what he did that was useful involved being able to punch a hole through a mountain. This required the exact opposite: a gentle touch. Minimal force.
The recipe called for about a handful, but, as Rei was quick to point out, he was a large dude. So instead he made half-handfuls. "I can't believe I broke a knife. Again. I don't know how Mia keeps from doing it, she's stronger than I am."