Smoke: Yeah. Flame, you still got that lighter on you?
*He stuff's his head in a pouch hanging off his shoulder and brings out a lighter in his mouth. Spark opens it and lights it up and Smoke takes a torch of his back and lights it.*
Smoke: *slightly muffled* Come on, lets go!
*They continue on and soon they have to walk super slow because of the ice and slime on the rocks.
Flame: Ugh, this is a nightmare to walk on!