"Hey, it's delicious, too," Jag protested, but lazily. He was watching the flame, too, as it wound its way around and between his fingers.

"There's something..." He killed the flame, frowning slightly, and looked up at Coby. "I think I need to talk to you about something. But this might be the worst moment. And it's a downer."

It probably was the worst moment, or maybe it was the best? Jag really wasn't sure.