Tzirret looked around aimlessly, twisting his mouth in thought. He didn't really mind what they did either, as long as he could be closed to her. After a mildly awkward silence, Tzirret looked to Ma'tanza with a suggestion, though not a particularly inspired one. "Well, what were we doing earlier? We could just lay here and talk. This one enjoyed that."

Without any better ideas, Tzirret slid his hands down from Ma'tanza's neck to her hands and lowered himself to be seated, opting to keep one arm affectionately around her shoulder if she joined him. Of course, sitting and talking meant they would need something to talk [i]about.[/i] Tzirret had not thought that far ahead. One thing eventually came to mind. "You know, Tzirret was going to try this in Leyawiin. You remember in the chapel?"

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Sabine unquestioningly distanced herself as necessary, but even with the warning, she had to shield her face with her arms with the force of the wind and the cold. What Meesei created was nothing short of amazing. Sabine stood in awe as the effect of one of her smaller ice storm spells came forth with greater destructive power, centred on Meesei, and orders of magnitude larger. The spinning wind and ice looked like it would lacerate and freeze anything or anyone unfortunate enough to be caught inside. This made Sabine concerned, for Meesei was in the centre of it.

It took a while, but when the spell died down and the spinning snow settled, Meesei stood unharmed in the centre. Everything around her was in the depths of winter, but now steaming in the sun. The grass was flattened and covered in frost, bent in a spiral pattern around her. Sabine was open-mouthed and dumbstruck.

"That..." Sabine's eyes skipped around the shrinking snow and ice on the ground. She took some furtive steps over the affected ground and found that the frost crunched under her feet. It was uncomfortably cold against her bare soles. "That was so much power..." Sabine looked to Meesei with shock, "How is that possible?"