Virveka takes a fireball to the face and stumbles off her chair. A bit of flailing and excited exclamations later and she appears to have completely forgotten Nadas, while trying to put out the fire.

"...barbeque- hey, how long have I been bleeding?"

Her hair is still on fire, but right now she's examining the damage to her shoulders and the places that the needles pierced her tank top... Nadas could probably get away right now if he hurries.