"Stop talking, please, Jaden..." Aria whispered. Sparks were flicking off her fingertips and falling into the ice that was below her and Aura's feet, though she kept her palms pressed tightly against her arms lest she actually roast something. Other than her own skin. She'd burned her wrists fairly badly earlier, she dreaded to think of what she might do now. Her back rigid from trying to keep herself under control, she took several calming breaths, finally leaning her head back against the wall of the train. "Okay. I could definitely use some fresh air as soon as we get to Italy."