"His influence?" Yuya turns to Rita and gives her a confused look. "You mean it's a change from being under him...?"

That's something he would dwell on longer, had Steven not just popped a bubble of water right on Strange's head (he feels a few droplets hit his face) and then for a moment he just stares stupidly.

There's a building crowd, so Yuya snaps himself back to attention and looks between everyone, and Strange. The fire doesn't seem to be growing at any rate, though it's still a question of whether it's flammable to everything except Strange. Yuya bends over to grab one of his arms. "Can someone help me pull him out?"

There won't be any modesty or clean up as long as he's still halfway in a goopy egg.