Asha had tried reason, and obviously this girl was in too much of a rage to see any of it. She was not surprised that the barely sane girl had done something to warrant a legal retribution as harsh as the death penalty. But then again most of the X-Men were like that too. She thought she was special just because she was a little off her rocker and had a bad past? 

"Cry me a river, you big baby," she huffed, tilting her head to the side shooting them further up into the sky, where she could absorb more starlight. She hoped the cold made the other girl tremble and shiver her way back into sanity. "As IF you're the [i]only[/i] one with a bad past stained in blood. Just because you can zap people doesn't make you any different from the rest of us at school." She twisted them in the air.

Her shimmering eyes slide coldly down to the other girl, looking at her laughing for only a moment. Gods she was tempted to roll her eyes. Leave it to Asha to try to help a crazy person. She let out a small huff. Now how would be the best way to bring her out of this loco coco talk? "I meant fix your brain, but whatever," she muttered under her breath, "Like you're so damn special just because you're wacked and have done wacking. As if the older, and even some of the younger, X-Men aren't in the same frigging boat, Sparky." She did crack a small smile at being called a nightlight though. She wasn't totally devoid of a sense of humor.

"Yes, I seriously flew a suicidal, psychopathic, perpetual electric generator up into the sky, but that was with the intention of killing you unless you got a grip," she smirked drily, "However from this height, the cold air and fall alone could do the job there, Sparks." She couldn't believe she was actually starting to find this all a bit humorous. But this was the first good thing in her life and Ms Electricity here wasn't going to ruin it. That dark spot in her heart would not allow it. And if Zingy here did happen to slip from her grip, people would think it suicide anyway. Just look at her room. Asha wondered if she was really this desperate to save a spot in her new home. Wasn't she usually a passivist? Yet when this girl argued for death, that part of her mind still locked up and tortured in darkness just wanted to comply.

She didn't flinch when Aya clawed her way up and put her face close to hers. In fact he face looked a bit dead pan. It was an expression she had long been in control of. Thank you Daddy Dearest. She tilted her head to the side and stared right back at the raving girl. "You do realize you'd be the only one to die," she shot right back, the ghost of smirk on her lips, "UV ray chick, right here. I'd just be charged up like a battery, since we are no longer over the lake. Take a look for yourself, Sparks." Looking down they were much higher than before. Much, much higher. It was only Asha's radiating heat and Sparky's natural electric warmth that was keeping either of them alive. The wind had made they drift farther from the manor too. They were over the vast landscape of trees now.

Raising a brow, she tilted her head to the side. "Of course, I might die," she shrugged, "I haven't tried this kind of death yet...." Looking back at the other girl with an almost bored expression, she shrugged a bit. "I'm starting to think you're always offensive, [i]dear[/i]," she looked back at the other girl warily, wondering what she was trying to pull now. Looking down at the other girl, she found she was indeed naked. Just like how every other girl looked naked too... Why was she hoping that Aya looked more interesting when naked? Maybe because she was starting to think that there was no way she and Aya were going to get along? Or was it more like one of those freinemy things? Friend-enemy? Asha honestly didn't know. The other girl switched flips so often, it was sort of hard to tell what was going on in her head. And why were her hands still tingling to just drop her?

Weird. Whatever. She was getting something a kin to sunburnt from this Electric Slide already. "Hold on," she hesitated but looked forwards, "Or don't. You'll get down either way." She smirked but gripped the girl tighter and shot forward through the biting cold air. Maybe the cold would shock her out of this weirdness. It could do them both some good, if that was the case. Like a shooting star she crossed over the sky with Miss Sparks in her unusually strong grip, sailing through the sky back over to the mansion. With a dry smirk, she shot straight down, like a hawk doing a suicide dive. But once they got a few yards from the roof of the school she stopped midair. She had to tighten her grip on Aya's body though, since the laws of physic were still at play.

Landing in the courtyard of the manor, not really caring who saw, she set the naked girl down and set herself on the ground as well. Her ever changing hair still floated up around her head though. She looked just as innocent as she had before. Asha was a bit odd, much like most of them were. But what happened in the sky could stay in the sky, if Aya had enough sense about her. But then again everyone sort of saw her as coocoo for coco puffs anyway...