You don't think they'd cancel each other out? ( sara's impressive brows lift as smoke filters out of mick's nostrils like he's goddamn puff the magic dragon, or maybe just some douche who vapes. ) The fire and the ice, I mean.

( it's a valid question, probably more suited for the more scientific-minded members of their team, but sara might be down to experiment.

... wink. her tongue wets her lips, leaves a path of icy tingles in its wake that's almost-annoyingly persistent. ) Since our aforementioned favorite cold loving friend isn't here right now, I guess it's only right that I'm his stand-in. Except maybe with less puns. Hope that's not a deal breaker.