"I'll set his ass on fire, that'll warm him back up," as if to emphasise that point, Hawke cracked her knuckles, letting a brief shimmer of flame run across her hands... and yet, despite that, she couldn't have been less serious. "...Actually, that'd get me arrested, wouldn't it? Bloody rules."
Oh, okay, this seemed like a good sign. Less moping, more of what she was used to her acting like. "You can tell me almost anything. Within reason."