"I love snow! It's like it melts my troubles away!" Francis answered her smiling as the snow flew toward him. He laughed as the small snowflakes landed in his hair and in the folds of his clothes. Then came what he least expected. She mentioned the exact reason for their chance meeting, and the reason she had been running from an angry mob.<br/><br/>"You trapped his feet in a solid block of ice?" He asked, dumbfounded. He decided to lighten the mood a bit. "Kitty's got claws, then?" He immediately regretted his choice of words when she said she could freeze someone's heart if she was angry enough. he looked at his feet and kicked the ground in front of him, sending some dust into the air. He took a deep breath and met her gaze.<br/><br/>"I suppose I should tell you my powers as well then?" he asked, unsure of whether she would like them as much as he had enjoyed hers. Her eyes said it all. He took the red string from the day before out of his pocket again. "My powers," he began, "Are the embodiment of trickery. For example: My string can be given the appearance of a snake that will do only what I tell it. The venom is like an enhanced placebo. Only lethal to weak minded people. That roll of tape you saw last night can form a wall made of absolutely any substance I have studied, which is why I chose trees. Basically, I can make people believe anything as long as I have an everyday object close to the size or shape of the actual thing to work with. Unfortunately, that doesn't include the weather." He paused, waiting for her to absorb the information.<br/><br/>"Like you, the angrier I get, the more effective my 'illusion' -for lack of a better word- is. There's just a small problem with my powers... I get less cute and more ferocious every time they are used in rapid succession, and that results in a lack of sleep and a surplus of food the next day."<br/><br/>He motioned toward the fridge, which had somehow been filled with another three deer carcasses. "I can't control myself sometimes... Do I have a problem?" he said, his voice filled with shame.