"True, no need to waste ammunition on someone not deserving of it. However...I use a different way of disposing of mere annoyances." As the man said the word 'Annoyances' a white arm reached out and merely tapped the glass which held the Asari's liquor. Right before her eyes the alcoholic drink slowly froze until it became a full solid, then it reverted back to it's liquid state. The arm disappeared. "Ice is an interesting concept is it not? The lack of heat...forcing liquids to become solids. There are so many possibilities with such an ability. You could freeze someone's bloodstream...stab an icicle through a carotid...crush someone's head with a large, heavy chunk of ice. Now please do not take this as a mere threat, I am not someone who goes that low. In fact I dare say I hold some respect for one such as yourself."