"Holy shit!" Mabel stumbles back away from the fire, surprised even though she saw it coming. There's something about fire that has a certain appeal to her; she's used it herself to sometimes disastrous effects (in Baedal no one ever sees your rap sheet). It's a strange sort of appeal, evoking at things in her head that turn to shadows whenever she tries to grasp them.

It passes quickly, especially when she realizes the fight's not over, and she offers Dean the gun again. "That was the most fucking awesome thing I have ever seen."