Sylvette winced as Skye's grip on her tightened. "I'm a bit sore at the moment so if you could ease up just a tad that would be fantastic," she said. "Well it's good that you aren't broken up about it, lot's of people here have killed someone, and a lot of them are scared of themselves now." Sylvette was a little disappointed that she didn't get to understand what Skye's air manipulation did. A thought popped into her head. "Hmm, you know, I might be able to help you with that some time, if you want. Sometimes I'm good at helping other people learn control, because I can create helpful circumstances for them with my ability. I'm not guaranteeing anything, but it could be worth a try. She swore. "Stubbed my fucking toe. I'm going to kill the headmaster. His designs are retarded. If you'll notice, some of these stairs are different sizes."