"Geeze!" Bobby spun around, nearly falling off his own ice when the explosion of water, ice, and angry Atlantean went off behind him. He shielded his comic from the water splashing, any droplets around him that got close enough turning to snow, though Iceman was still in his normal form. "You sure know how to make an entrance." He smiled up at Namor, but the expression died when he saw the frown on the King's face.
"Um..." he ran fingers through his hair nervously, steam puffing from his mouth on the warmer air as he gave a short laugh. "Hey. So, we haven't actually met before. I'm Bobby." Tucking the comic under one arm, Bobby held out a cold hand towards Namor.