[ He leans right. Let's the ice numb the ache inside. It's easy to let it swallow the anger before it consumes him, sparing him the whiplash of emotions. He embraces his mother's gift. Calls on the ice to follow after the teen, keeping up with his light-footed movements.
His eye can sense it? A calm demeanor follows the fluttering cape, attention focused on a familiar red eye. He had that back then... in the catacombs. His quirk no doubt. ]
How far is it?
[ He asks instead, sticking to what's important as he follows his lead through the terrain, maneuvering behind him in three dimensions on glittering shards of frozen water. ]
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His eye can sense it? A calm demeanor follows the fluttering cape, attention focused on a familiar red eye. He had that back then... in the catacombs. His quirk no doubt. ]
How far is it?
[ He asks instead, sticking to what's important as he follows his lead through the terrain, maneuvering behind him in three dimensions on glittering shards of frozen water. ]