With his son's hands no longer frozen to the ice mirror, Gabriel pulled him away from it a bit and closer to himself. Once Adrien could move again, he would get him away from there properly, but for the moment he could only let the plum do its work of thawing him. Should he try to break off the remaining ice himself? It was already starting to crack and fall away. No, best let it happen naturally, lest he risk injuring him; who knew how a freezing like this worked?

"Yes, son, it's me," he assured him. "Just hold on; the ice should be gone in a few moments." Well the ice that had been covering him at least the rest of the ice in their surroundings was a bit more of an obstacle.