The mistletoe, perhaps sensing that the fire-related threat was an empty one (because flying sprigs of mistletoe could grow vines and understand English now, why not, Fandom was a deeply weird place sometimes), shook its leaves at Steven emphatically as the vines retreated, as if to second the particular revelation Steven had just had.

Watts, meanwhile, was just trying to catch up.

“What did Miss Beniko warn you about?” he asked Steven.