Fen nods up at Gyre, yeah they're fine. They give a big, big yawn from where they're sitting though.

"Qu iv ci, usfiiv fi!" They demand, more insistently. Flickers of fire start to appear around the plate, indicating they're moments away from bursting it into flames again.

From their position on the seat, Fen sleepily mutters "do that again" up at Gyre.