Bowser reacts with surprise when someone objects to him setting his hand on fire. Not because that is an unusual reaction, but because he was unaware anyone was there.
"It doesn't burn," he explains after regaining his composure, gesturing with the flaming hand. "It doesn't even hurt. It's pretty warm, but that's it." He looks at his own hand, studying it.
"I've been doing a lot of experiments with this," he says, gesturing at the flames not on his hand. "I don't think this place has fire any more figured out than time or wind." With that said, Bowser walks toward the lake so as to put out the fire on his arm.
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"It doesn't burn," he explains after regaining his composure, gesturing with the flaming hand. "It doesn't even hurt. It's pretty warm, but that's it." He looks at his own hand, studying it.
"I've been doing a lot of experiments with this," he says, gesturing at the flames not on his hand. "I don't think this place has fire any more figured out than time or wind." With that said, Bowser walks toward the lake so as to put out the fire on his arm.