This was a first. When she demonstrated her powers in the past it usually didn't result in immediate skepticism, especially from someone who said that they were a follower of one of the ancient arcane arts. It actually felt a little endearing in a way, to see someone doubt her powers, so very different from what she was accustomed to. One hand reached out with the palm up and she gently removed her glove.

Focusing, frost formed along the palm of her hand before it sparkled and scintillated in an ever growing ball. Crystallizing in her palm, the ice gradually formed into the form of a rose. "I would think that an alchemist knows a thing or two about magical power. I control ice, snow, frost and the cold of winter." A tap of her foot, and the floor around the two of them turned into ice, radiating out from where her foot landed as she gave him a bemused grin.