"This is sort of... fun."

Anwyn stares at the large ball of snow she was patting down. You two were making snowmen; When you had suggested that you two make some in your front yard the day after a blizzard, she had looked at you blankly, as if she had zero clue what you were talking about. She didn't. And now she was looking at the half-finished snowman that you helped her build like it was some kind of miracle.

Anwyn glances at you briefly, studying your own snowman and what you were doing to perfect it. Her patting slows down; She still needed to roll on the head of the snowman before she could get around to decorating. "I never really thought... That I would enjoy doing something like this." She admits softly, stepping away and fiddling with her gloves. "But I am, and umm..." You can't tell if the rosy hue on her face is because of the cold or something else. "What's next? For the snowman."