The boy shrugged softly, he then closed his eyes and put his hand out. His hand started to turn a icy blue, then a small book cabinet, plus the room temperature dropped down quite a bit. Yet Edward didn't seem to notice as he rolled his sleeves up. He then looked up at the girl. "It's hard, I feel like Greyson would rather be busting my face in. And if he continues to feel like that, I feel like he will not follow me. I'll probably put him in a brick of ice if I have to.." He said before he tore the wood out of the bed frame and threw it out the window. He then put the bed in a ice frame. Which was stretching the power he had a rather far way. The water in the air had come rather low, and he knew if he kept going it could cause some problems.<br/><br/>Once the boy was done making the ice works, he put his own books away and then stood up. "Come on, it's best if we go get breakfast." He said, walking to the door and opening. He then looked back at Quinn. "Come on, we all need some food."