[ Cibs is visibly impressed. Combustion is not a feat of any human, cyborg or silicon she's seen before. The scientist in her wants to move closer and observe. She doesn't. ]

Well, unless those things like to catch themselves on fire...

[ It occurs to her that she hasn't been keeping the best eye out in the few minutes of their conversation. With a peek down to the street, she walks closer to Rey with the baton now put away. ]

Sorry about the fuss. Didn't want to be eaten alive, you know? We should probably get moving now.