Caleb was walking by and did a double take at the mention of fire. He is better with his past than he was..but still he cannot help but wince slightly. He turns to the man, a tall handsome red head with his hair pulled back. He has a book in one hand and is considering the question.

"I wouldn't say I love it," he admitted, "I do not hate it and it has been useful in the past...but love no."