I didn't do anything! I didn't even stay that long! I went home before dark!

[He's clenching his fists now, glaring at her with real outrage.]

Why's it supposed to be my fault just because I went to a party and played a little? Why's it supposed to be my fault just because I'm here and fire doesn't hurt me? It's because I'm not one of you, isn't it? You're just like all the old gods!

[He stamps his foot; the crack that opens beneath it, narrow but deep, and showing a red glow at the bottom, might undermine his claim not to be responsible at all for the volcano's eruption.]

So why should I care what happens to you anyway!