[ If Mako's red ears aren't answer enough to that question, his clear concern and guilt probably are. He offers Fern a hand to help the rest of the way, worry churning his gut. ]
Me. Sorry. I don't know what's—I can make ice now. Need to figure out how to control it.
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Me. Sorry. I don't know what's—I can make ice now. Need to figure out how to control it.