#feferi centric

Two witches, both alike in dignity, come to a stand still. "You can't just lig)(t firecrackers w)(enever you want," Feferi says. Jade, who is in the process of lighting one a few feet away, frowns at her. "They're pretty," Jade says. "They're loud," Feferi grouses, accustomed to slow and deep sound of the ocean. The sharp pops of the jumping firecrackers grate on her last nerve. In surrender, Jade puts the firecracker away and says, "Oh, baby, I'll light your fire."