Kamala noticed the frost starting to get on her as she shivers from it... "Don't be like that. I'm mad at those bullies! I mean come on... Why beat anyone up over a girl? Doesn't matter if it's Ms. Marvel or Jane Doe! It reeks of jealousy... And it's unjust anyhow. I bet if you told Ms. Marvel this at the comic signing... She coulda looked into it for you." She took her hand away and flexed stiffening fingers with a grimace. "Um... No offense, but I've heard of staying frosty over a situation, but...?" she showed the frost on her dress sleeve, the red showing on her cold fingers and pointed behind and around them. "Does Ms. Marvel know?<i>She does now.</i>I personally have no issue with you having powers... Of ice, I guess?"