That makes Amara's expression pinch, troubled and considering several things. This does sound like Siren nonsense, and Tyreen was able to take abilities like this. She fiddles with some of the bracelets around her wrist, suddenly, uncharacteristically anxious. She wishes her team were here.

"That's hot," she says with a silly grin, sincerely. "Show me when we go outside. I can-- used to be able to douse my attacks in flames. Perhaps I could even trade some advice, if nothing else."

She takes the Jakobs revolver out her holster, then. Jakobs weaponry are known for being relatively low-tech, but she can see now that she's looking at the small amount within it that the holographic displays and ECHOnet links are not active. It will still function, though. Here she thought she couldn't appreciate Wainwright Jakobs and his dedication to his craft any more. Hammerlock is a lucky man.

"That is too bad. There will always be more," she settles on, very disappointed indeed that she missed it. "You are no longer new?"