Phoenix Maplewood Trippin' on skies, sippin' waterfalls

When Reek mentioned a storm, Smash's face twisted into an uncharacteristic frown. How could a storm burn an entire landscape? When he said the word lightning, her features slackened into a look somewhere between surprise and horror. It might have been old news to him—he didn't seem particularly affected as he retold the story—but it was all brand new information to Smash. Her insides clenched in a strange sensation of discomfiture.

She relaxed significantly when he said, "No harm done." She took that to mean no lives lost. "Jeez, though!" Smash said, shaking her head in amused disbelief as Reek chose that moment to stick his tongue out at her. "That must've been pretty scary! Seeing your home burn, being homeless... I'm glad everything turned out okay. This place is working out for you pretty well, then...?" she queried next, orange eyes lifting to glance past his shoulder at the gorgeous woods behind him.