every single time cornelia funke describes dustfinger speaking to flames “lovingly” to try to console or cajole it all i can think of is how he’s essentially dirty talking this fucking fire like
*screams, clanging of swords, the roar of the Prince’s bear*
Dustfinger: hey how ya doin lil mama lemme whisper in ya ear
I always thought of it more like the way you speak to your pet? Like Dustfinger talking into his hands like he’s got a tiny kitty in there and he’s trying to get it to walk three steps forward and headbutt his hand.