His own magic was a danger when unchecked, and now he sat on the edge of a fountain using the bits of water to try and clean off the residue. It might have made a mess and mudded his clothes, but it was at least safer to walk around. You never now what sort of mishap could happen with both open candles and fire mages.
"Perhaps today would be a good day to practice my magic." he spoke to himself with a smile on his face as he continued to use a rag to wipe off the layer of soot on his clothing.