Atlan looked at himself in her eyes, he seemed to be more well kempt then he thought, he pulled his jacket up closer, it was colder here. He stared back his eyes showed no emotion they looked more like marbles that had been placed were his eyes should have been, and might as well have been. He smiled at the last comment, she wasn't there for money how sweet. He sighed as he began to crack the soup with his fork, the salt did a good job clearing it, the tables were slick, and it took him a moment to realize they were covered in ice, he realized something was odd.

"ma'am why is everything frozen?" he said forgetting everything that happened before.