This had to stop, there was far too much crossfire. He doubted the guards and their tasers were going to be enough to stop two warring people with powers like they had. He dashed forward quickly, grabbing the final pitcher that appeared to be some kind of fruit punch, tossing it towards Ryan as he stepped between them. His eyes turned right to the ice shard flying through the air towards him, his hand darting up, smacking a single knuckle towards the white line of oxygen and busting the ice into pieces. "Do this somewhere else, it's hot, and I don't like to sweat." He says, his pupils shrinking as if he was looking through them with the cold blue eyes. 

"This is over, sit down. Ryan you're a dog, and you're out of control thinking you're still the tough guy on the block. Avery stop crying and whining about how bad it is and kill yourself already you little attention whore, nobody is going to feel bad for you so get over it and stop screeching, if you want to pretend to be an adult act like one. Keep this up and the guards are going to kill you." He clasped his hands, as if charging something, he figured he could use the fear factor of them not knowing what he can do, though he didn't know all of that himself. "I so much as see you use your thumb as a lighter until we leave this room and I'll liquify your insides."