"Oh honestly it's fine." He smiles at her. He didn't really know what to say. "Snows pretty isn't it?" He says as he looks at a falling flake. He snaps his finger and it stops, a red energy seeming to stop it, it didn't melt, it hovered. It moves towards him. He grabs it in his hand. He enlarges it, it was about the size of a penny, and beautiful. It glittered and shimmered beautifully in the winter sun. "Every one is different." He says as he looked at it. He handed it to her, she could see the crystals as they glittered. "It won't melt. Hold it..." He says with a smile.