"Sometimes?" I say, looking around to see if the attendants have noticed yet. At least nothing is steaming. "It's more like, I have to concentrate to keep it all inside of me, and if I'm not, it leaks out. Stay cool," I murmur, and it must help, because I don't sink any further.

The ice, however, is now refrozen around the skates. "Merlin," I swear, wrenching one foot from the ice. I chance a look at Bitty. "Sorry. They can fix the ice, right? Make more?"