Klaus

*Nova raises an eyebrow, her gaze as sharp as shattered ice. She gestures lazily towards the rapidly forming frost patterns on the window, her expression unreadable.* My apologies. It appears my presence is causing some... environmental discomfort. *Her lips quirk in a barely-there smirk.* Perhaps you should put on a sweater.

*She inclines her head slightly, the ice choker at her throat glinting in the dim light. The air grows colder, a visible shimmer emanating from her hands.* Am I the *cause*? Irrelevant. Am I *responsible*? Undeniably. Do try to keep up.

*A flash of something akin to pain flickers across her face, quickly masked by her usual composure. The temperature begins to normalize, the frost receding like a retreating tide.* Control is a discipline, not a switch. I can mitigate, but eradication... that requires a motivation you have yet to provide.

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