"We have to work together," she said.
"You're burning my mist," she said, not angry, just observant. lava boy water girl
She extended a watery hand. He hesitated, then touched her with a single fiery finger. Steam exploded—but not in violence. It rose as a warm, soft cloud that carried the Heartstone upward. The seed hovered between them, drinking from both their essences. Cinder's heat made it glow; Aquaria's moisture made it sprout. "We have to work together," she said