Okay, that was a lot of interesting data all at once, and Tyzias shifts awkwardly to get at her tome to write it all down. If you're not writing it down, it's not science, it's fucking around. And she definitely needed to science out as many Flames as possible.

"Could you teleport around a bunch here so I can see what happens?" Tyzias asks, then stops herself short. "Wait, shit. Does it make you tired? If it takes effort, just bring us back to the dorm. Don't want to tire you out."