[ The face Caitlin wears is similar to the one she gave him when she was strapped to a chair, when he held an open flame dangerously close to her cheek. Her lack of fear then had been nearly all bravado, an icy calm that she clinged to. Now? Now it's backed by irritation, lack of sleep, and fear of something bigger than him.
It's also backed by the ability to extinguish both flames and arsonist in one fell swoop. Her eyes flare a glowing icy white-blue, and there's the faint crinkle of breaking ice when she speaks. ]
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It's also backed by the ability to extinguish both flames and arsonist in one fell swoop. Her eyes flare a glowing icy white-blue, and there's the faint crinkle of breaking ice when she speaks. ]
No one really cares about your mood, Mick.