[Oh, good. Armand loses all his powers and here someone just happens to have the Fire Gift, or something like it. Unless it's a flamethrower. That would be amazing. But he doesn't look like he's holding a flamethrower.
He takes two steps toward his unlooked-for savior and reminds himself (as it's been a long time since he met something that presented an existential threat to his person) that the expected response is gratitude. He gives a quiet nod, trying to remember the appropriate form gratitude takes in situations like these. When was the last time anyone saved his life? Not spared his life, saved it.
He's drawing a blank for a few seconds, so he improvises.]
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He takes two steps toward his unlooked-for savior and reminds himself (as it's been a long time since he met something that presented an existential threat to his person) that the expected response is gratitude. He gives a quiet nod, trying to remember the appropriate form gratitude takes in situations like these. When was the last time anyone saved his life? Not spared his life, saved it.
He's drawing a blank for a few seconds, so he improvises.]
I am grateful.
[Nailed it.]