Swearing softly, he turned Kenzie so he faced the river, knowing that once the seizure started, he’d just have to ride it out. With Kenzie, you never knew just what that would involve.
Blue flame webbed and flickered over Kenzie’s skin, and Jonah hoped he wouldn’t short out the chair. The flame coalesced into balls of fire that arced over the river, hissing like Roman candles as they dropped into the water. Fortunately, none seemed in danger of hitting wooden buildings on the other side. Kenzie’s arms and legs jittered and danced. his ashen face painted in his own personal light show.
"Spectacular, Kenzie," Jonah murmured, resting his gloved hands on his brother’s shoulders, pulling them back when the pain became intolerable. "Spectacular." He just kept talking, saying anything that came into his head, knowing that his voice was one thing that could keep Kenzie grounded."
The Enchanter Heir by Cinda Williams Chima