The cold had no chance against the icicles that bore from his eyes. You could stand in below freezing weather and whatever side he was looking at would be colder.

Still for whatever reason you were drawn to him. Maybe it was the cold that drew you in or maybe the fact that he was just a little less cold to you. You Approach him with Shakey hands that you desperately tried to calm. "What do you need?" He said, his voice rumbling something within you.