Forgive him if he's not as excited for the podpop, Rhiow. There's only one person he hopes to see when he attends them, and all these rounds of not seeing her there has dulled his enthusiasm.

"Yes, and I need your help to restrain him. We mustn't allow him to start a fire that spreads through the city. I hope you have magic for these circumstances, because all I have is this."

He hefts the steel bar. Good for clubbing people, good for restraining people . . . not good for stopping pyrokinetics from setting whatever they're restrained to on fire.