[It is a problem, but one Callisto is prepared to try to solve. She's tense and agitated, but in a very generalized way, with none of those feelings directed at Parker herself; there's certainly no signs of her taking offense at being asked.
She has a pen and some thin, folded-up cardboard - remnants of a destroyed tissue box - stashed away in her knife holster, and she immediately gets to work sketching out the scene, starting with some quickly-drawn flames.]
This, the hot--
[But she doesn't know what they're called. Next she draws a small grouping of houses, small and powerless next to the flames. Stick figure people, running. More stick figure people, lying on the ground.
Tapping the pen against the paper agitatedly, she asks:]
no subject
She has a pen and some thin, folded-up cardboard - remnants of a destroyed tissue box - stashed away in her knife holster, and she immediately gets to work sketching out the scene, starting with some quickly-drawn flames.]
This, the hot--
[But she doesn't know what they're called. Next she draws a small grouping of houses, small and powerless next to the flames. Stick figure people, running. More stick figure people, lying on the ground.
Tapping the pen against the paper agitatedly, she asks:]
And this. Yes? You understand this?