Sam...
Sam kept his gaze low as he moved inside, giving the meager space a few glances. "I can see why you'd want to, it certainly seems a bit out of date. Then again the only reason our cabin isn't is because we keep blowing it to pieces." he said with a bit of a chuckle. He felt the minerals in the glass shattered across the floor and lifted them into a clump of glittery shards in the air with a wave of his hand. He snapped his finger and a small candleflame erupted onto it. He held it in front of him and used his other hand to move the shards back into the window, the glass making a perfect spider web with the center being where the bird had crashed. "You may or may not want to stand back for this." he said, and then he blew on the candleflame and it shot out as a gush of blue fire, melting the shards back together in a red hot flush of heat. After a bit the window was fully restored to the pane, and Sam let the flame die before he blew smoke off his finger with a smirk. "The first time I tried that, I took out the family Christmas tree."












