Winter.

Normally, Wilson hates it. The severe cold and the lack of food at times is horrible in his opinion, but he can stand it right now… Especially if moments like these happened more often.

A nearby pond froze over, and he’s been trying to convince you to go on it with him. He’s not a skater, but he’s decent at it. He can handle you.

“It not even that bad, the ice is thick. I tested it myself!”

He looks proud of that. Of course he does. Stupid ass in his winter gear.