One would think Devin has learned to be more specific by now. He'd meant something along the lines of the fireballs he's seen from her before, not... that.

The vampire stops dead in the street when the flames appear, and he's just about to set her down and dart away as they go out again. After double-checking that none of his clothing is burning, he gives Aly a dubious look.

"Well, I suppose that qualifies," he remarks dryly, and picks up his feet once more. "Though a little warning might not go amiss next time. Did that help at all?"