[He follows her lead by moving to a different patch of snow and scooping up a handful so that he can make a sphere of his own as he watches her hands. He nods at the explanation, smiling a little.]

I am familiar the the properties of snow, at least. But it no longer falls on my planet, so I'm afraid I've missed out on the activities it presents. The only time I have ben on a planet with snow, we had little time for such diversions. [Ironic that, in the middle of a murder game, he finally has time for something like that. He holds up his snowball.] Are snowmen normally so...puny?