Mark smiled to himself foolishly as he "restrained the criminal" for her arsonist and possibly battery crimes.  This feeling of accomplishment soon went away though as he now noticed that his arms were starting to feel wet, his sleeves being covered with ice that was slowly encroaching over the girl's neck and head.  The girl's hoodie was covered at the moment and seemingly nothing else, but if it continued it wouldn't be long before it might do some real damage, maybe cover her mouth and suffocate her.<br/><br/>She pulled out of his grasp though and when she whipped around to stare daggers at Mark, he noticed that in no time at all, the ice had melted and soaked her hoodie.  Her face and hair now more clearly visible, Mark could see that this girl was actually more attractive than he might have remembered, and blushed to himself for a moment as he forgot the scientific reasons for why her hair was not wet.<br/><br/><strong>"Wha- what are... Ice Boy? I-I'm not,"</strong>Mark scrambled as he tried to think of some sort of lie or explanation as to why there was so much ice around, when he turned around and saw that the alleys were covered in ice and yet covered in ash, soot and burns at the same time.<br/><br/>Then it clicked.<br/><br/><strong>"Wait a minute... how are you... you caused that fire... and you all wet..."</strong>Mark said slowly, knowingly beginning to smile as he realized what was happening here.