Aria just stares, eyes wide, with her hand still half-upraised from the throw for a second as if unable to believe what she's seeing. At the praise from the others her cheeks color, and her usual melancholy lifts enough for a real smile to break through. For a moment she looks like her old self, happy and full of life.
"I...well thanks! But it wasn't just me! Galyne had the alchemist's fire, and the oil. And Torgak and Zeke..."
That thought brings her crashing back down, and she whirls to look at them in a sudden panic.
"Are you all right? You were covered in those things!"