"But when you put ice on your wings, does it not make them heavier and harder to attempt flight?" He asked, taking another sip of his soda. "At least that is how it works with airplanes... I think."

Shrugging his shoulders, he slumped back against the tree, trying to relax a bit more. Closing his eyes, he used his own powers to unstrap his leg braces and untie his shoes so he could get more comfortable. The leg braces floated to rest by his crutches, along with his sneakers and socks.