*I think I'll join you,* Karla agreed, expending a bit more Craft so she was kneeling on air instead of the super-heated ground. She was far too tired to think of the implications of that statement, other than how nice it would be to sleep. *Mmmm, this ground looks comfy. Okay, maybe not this ground. But some of that ground over there.*

The ground that hadn't been subjected to intense bursts of psionic flame.