[ He huffs one more time, just to breathe in the scent of her, and then begins the slow descent with his hand to the ground, gently twisting just enough to give her a little more help disembarking. When he's satisfied she's on the ground, he takes a few steps backward, a column of flame engulfing him for a few brief seconds before Clive is standing there in front of her, a few wisps of flame clinging to his clothes before winking out entirely. ]
no subject
I concede.