"I realize this," Ice says softly. She smiles at him and raises her hand. Snowflakes begin to dance around in them and she watches them. "But the clothes seem fitting, don't they?" She grins at them and closes her fist. "I'm Icilane, but I was called Ice when I had friends." She frowns at the ground before looking back up at him. "Who are you?" She narrows her eyes suspiciously. "You aren't a Blade are you?"