Dia glanced up in shock at the newcomer.  She hadn't expected there to be anyone else coming up here so late, let alone the one who had caused such a ruckus at the ceremony.

She looked at him for a moment before looking up at the night sky.

"I, uh, I don't want to sound like I'm telling you what to do, but I'm not sure you want to be up here.  It's probably going to get cold..." Dia said in her quiet way.  "I can't try anything inside.  I might break something.  O-o-or hurt someone again..."

She sighed, glancing back at the boy.  He didn't exactly seem like he was going to pay her much attention, and if anything he looked exhausted.

Taking a deep breath and steeling herself, Dia walked closer.  His right hand looked pretty beat up, from what little she could see.  Crouching down a few feet away from him, she pointed at his hand.  "I m-m-might be able to h-help if that hurts," she said hesitantly.  "Chilling injuries is supposed to help with swelling and pain, making things numb and all.  I-if you want?"

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