Jean sighed in relief as the ice shell started to collapse and eventually gave way to the sunlight. The red head approached cautiously, not caring if her own power had influenced him or he had done it all on his own. What mattered was that Lorna was safe now. " Thank you." Jean offered a soft, reassuring smile to the boy before brushing wet strands from her friend's face. She was so cold.
" Lorna? Lorna, can you hear me?" Jean pleaded with the unconcious figure of her friend. You're safe now. It's okay. She said silently to the green hared girl.