He arches a bushy brow at her incantation, but they both nearly jump off his face when she erupts into flame.

There's a brief second before a grin cracks across his face and he starts laughing with a ferocity that threatens to loosen his grip on the rock face. Eventually, it dies down, and he points at her.

"We match!"

He slings one arm across her shoulder, then the other, locking his magitech hand across the forearm of his other arm to keep him in place, with absolutely no hesitation about the ethereal fire. The legs are...hmm. After he gives it a moment of thought, instead of wrapping them around her hips and potentially getting in the way of her maneuverability, he tucks his knees up against her waist. They're not there to keep him secure against her, his arms will deal with that--his legs just have to be out of her way.

"So...was Horus known ta be super strong or somethin'? Or, uh, on fire?"