Stel grimaced. The odds weren't good. This had happened only a few times before. "The chance you wouldn't die... well, I estimate at about 50:1. Or is it 49:1? Either way, there's a 98% chance you would die. But remember how it was chaotic when I told you you were going to die? Tony had told me... everyone would be asleep and it would be a peaceful understanding. So maybe... if someone interfered, like that walk had interefered, you would be safe. In your weakened state, you would not survive. You would take the flame like a human. But if I took it, it would be a mere 5 degree burn. And I'm willing to take it, because you're still family."