"Hey wait, Frtiz, those are attached! Ookay. There he goes..."<br/><br/>Emily blinked at the cat man and giggled, "Yeah, daddy probably wouldn't know quite how to respond to you." Gingerly, she got on his shoulders. Before she could react properly, she was instantly in Rylie's apartment.<br/><br/>"Oh, well, hello to you too," she made a sour face at the demon's curt greeting (or lack thereof), then turned her attention to Rylie, who was muttering something about concentration being a great feat when she couldn't even focus on her homework. She looked a bit more agitated than Emily had ever seen her.<br/><br/>"What did you do to my Ry-Ry?" Emily asked, "It usually takes quite a lot to irritate her."<br/><br/>"Oh, trust me," Rylie interjected, "There's been plenty."<br/><br/>"Umm, Rylie? I don't mean to alarm you, but... Eh..."<br/>"What?"<br/>"Why is there frost on your books?"<br/>"What are you talking about, that's completely impossib- Oh. Oh dear," Rylie suddenly went very still, blinking incredulously at her snowy schoolbooks. She then shot an accusatory glare at Kratos, "What happened to three-hundred-and-sixty-three days?" As her aggravation rose, the temperature in the room dropped.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Whoa! Easy, Rylie. Calm down, or you'll freeze the entire apartment. Can't believe this is the direction my life is taking...</span>She took a few calming breaths, and the temperature returned to only-a-little-colder-than-normal.<br/><br/>"Em... You should probably leave. I would really hate to turn you into an ice-sculpture by sneezing. Not that you wouldn't be a lovely sculpture..."<br/><br/>"Uh... Okay?" Emily answered slowly, looking between Rylie and Kratos. Awkwardly, she turned to Raphael, "Walk me home?"<br/><br/>As soon as Emily was out the door, the temperature plummeted, "Ice powers? I'm cold literally all the time! So the universe decides to give me Ice powers?! Ugh."