Akaya doesn't look fazed, which is ultimately a good thing. It might have been fun to see a trace of alarm on his expression, but that would also be a ridiculously low ceiling considering it's just an ice cube. Omi grabs another couple from the bin, places them in a bowl, and places the bowl on the floor in easy reach.

"I'm not done," he clarifies, and grabs up his just-removed shirt. A few quick folds transforms it into a long strip of fabric about three inches wide that Omi secures over Akaya's eyes before pushing him back down against the tile. A shock of cold might add a little spice, but for it to really be effective, you shouldn't know when or where you'd feel it hit.

'Unexpected' didn't really sound like a word that met the intensity needed to count as 'surprise him' anyway, and Omi fully intends to meet that imperative. One way or another.