"Thanks. I was thinking, maybe I'd screw it up on purpose, just because." A smirk at the 'cap, then she snaps the little toy car in her hands, releasing glamour from treasured memories of someone's childhood. The wires have been overpowered by the cold itself and the weight of snow and ice...but she starts manipulating the glamour in a stitching motion. "Stitches and patches and the cold wind blowing, the day grows warmer when I am sewing!" She repeats it again and again, aiming the glamour at the wires themselves.