"The Simroom felt weird," Tadashi said. "And I don't think I'm going to get a good idea of what my powers can do, controlled or otherwise, in a place full of things that aren't actually flammable."

He ran a hand back through his hair and then smoothed it back down.

"I'd appreciate any tips you can give me," he said, picking his words carefully, "but it's not the...the size of the power-pool available to me that's the problem. It's the power itself." He took a deep breath through his nose, pressing his lips together and his tongue to the roof of his mouth. "I'm really just not all that good of friends with fire at this point in my life."