Winter gave a half snarl and tried to reach Aksaja through the bars of her cage. Her whitish hair was plastered to her neck and face with dried sweat and tears. She gave a whine if pain as her broken leg got jostled. She worried that it wouldn't set and heal properly. Her body trembled and she looked at the redhead with sorrow, guilt and a little bit of self loathing in her bright, ice blue eyes. [b]"It's all my fault,"[/b] She said softly. [b]"If I hadn't been playing with my Everice this wouldn't have happened."[/b] Her head came to rest on the bars with a soft thunk. She stared at the ground and shivered. Odd as it seemed, she was colder without her ice powers. They were the reason why snowstorms felt like warm spring to her. She wrapped her arms about herself, thinking glum thoughts. [i]"I'm probably going to die here. I deserve it anyways. It's my fault."[/i]