"An artificial what?" someone asks from right beside Rita, apparently having just appeared from nowhere. A pair of warm feeling hands fall on her shoulders, though she'll be able to easily shrug them off. For anyone that turns to see the new arrival, they'll spot another fire fae with blazing hands and a pair of goggles.

Fortunately, her hands don't scorch Rita the way they seem they might. She ignores any other drama going on, instead looking curious and mostly skeptical.

"Is that seriously what they meant when they said Fiery popped out a kid?" she asks, seemingly to the group as a whole, while generally failing to leave Rita with much personal space.

"You... I didn't pop out anything-" Ignatius immediately starts, defensive, but the fae cuts him off, raising a finger to silence him.

"Nuh uh," she says. "I'll get to you in a minute." She leans forward to look at Rita more closely. "Can I look at this? Your Heart, I mean..."