"Phantom you really do amaze me with how dumb you can be at times." The ghostwriter shook his head with a sigh and held out a hand, ignoring the indignant 'hey' that the halfa gave him. A book of all colors flew to his hand and he flipped through it. "You are not a cold core, as the Far Frozen would have you believe, a quick peek into your personality would tell anyone as much. Your interests are hardly focused on Winter or ice."
"And what other core could I be that would give me ice powers?" Danny questioned with a huff. "What, am I an ocean ghost?"
"You said you were once able to control the weather with your emotions, yes?" Danny nodded and the writer grinned. "Half ghost or not, power transference doesn't work like that unless the power is something the receiver can do naturally." The writer explained, reading over a page in his book with amusement and a hint of intrigue. "You have a love of space, no? And enjoy adventure and even exploring the Ghost Zone?" Getting an affirmative from the young half ghost, Ghostwriter showed Danny the page he was looking over. "I believe you are a celestial core. Celestial, or Astral, ghosts have a variety of powers related to space and the heavens. Such as controlling the weather, or freezing things."
Danny took the book and read over the page with full attention - a rare occasion with someone who needed to be as alert as he. "May I check this out? Also may I have a library card?" He looked up and dug into the pocket of his jumpsuit where he kept his wallet. "I can pay for it!"
"What need has a ghost of mortal money, Phantom?" The writer chuckled at the nonplussed expression on the ghost boy's face before glaring at him. "Swear on your core that you will bring back this book undamaged and I shall allow you to check it out."
"Deal!" Danny reached forward and shook the writer's hand, bright blue and various shades of purple danced around their hands. "Thank you."