Ice frowns, looking toward him. "I'm sorry." She stares at her feet. "I had a brother once. Back when I was really little, about four or five or so. My powers were just developing and only my family knew about. All of my family, not just my parents, but my brother as well. We were messing around in the yard and he wanted to see how far my powers would go. I wound up creating an ice shard, sharp and deadly." She swallows. "Grazed him right across the throat and cut it. Split his windpipe open and killed him. I could never forgive myself after that. I try not to use my powers as much as I can." She sighs and looks up at her house, which they are now standing in front of. "This is it."