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*Noting to himself how closely Baizou kept to the fire and how avidly Trina avoided it, Li'ad decided to himself that perhaps now wasnt the time for snow. His eyes briefly glowed a bit brighter than normal as he canceled the cold domain spell he cast outside. The snow fall stopped as quickly as it started, returning to the downpour of rain that quickly started to melt the bit of snow that had gathered on the ground.*

Trina shook her head no, about to agree with Arlen, when her eyes snapped back to the window, the rain falling again. How nifty... She thought, smiling at the window for a bit, then blinking, remembering there were people here. "That is an interesting talent you have. The rain follows me, but to change it at will, it's state of the whole storm, amazing." She said. Trina herself could will water to change it's form, but only if she was touching it. Otherwise, no good. She smilied at Li'ad.

"Ice is as much a part of me as anything else." *Li'ad says with a bit of a glint in his eyes.* "It is a power born to my kind. Water and steam are just other aspects of the ice."

Baizou could feel the temperature rise and breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you." He said. He didn't want to admit his relief.

Arlen frowned, he thought she was apologizing for talking about her dieing, which had indeed struck him painfully, but it still felt odd to him. Sighing he entered the kitchen and fixed up a meal of things someone who is sick or not very hungry could eat with relative ease. Salad, chicken with rice and veggies, some beef stirfry, grilled cheese, and mashed potatoes were among the various selections that he prepared for Lily.

*Li'ad looked at Trina, silver eyes still glowing softly as they always did, betraying nothing of what went on in his mind. He pondered what kind of connection Trina must have to the rain and what kind of power she was born to to make the rain follow her. He knew all the different races born to such powers back home, but he wasnt sure if this was even the same plane of existance.*

Arlen came out carrying a large tray stacked with food. Carefully he carried it over to Lily and set it down on one of those things from the restaurants that you put trays on. "Eat what you , can, but don't make yourself sick, okay?" Arlen asked, sitting down next to Lily.

Lily'd sat up when he approached and, on seeing the amount of food, turned slightly green. "Okay... I'll try." she murmured, reaching out for the grilled cheese sandwich gingerly. Tucked up to his side, she picked her way through half of that, a few mouthfuls of chicken, and all of the mashed potatoes. "Can I be done now?"