[Shh... Don't tell him about that eventuality. He's worked so hard on this!]
Snowball fights, huh?
[As she continues, he gathers a small fistful of remnant snow from the base of the wall and packs it into a snowball. He gives it a gentle toss upwards and where he generally remembered she had been standing, all in a wide parabolic arc. Whether it lands on top of her head or harmlessly somewhere around her is something he can't see from his perspective, however.]
Not all the time. I guess it's more the precipitation that's the problem.
[He barely knows how the elements of terraformed Mars works, let alone have the capacity to explain it to someone else. It didn't really rain or snow very much. Most water had to be moved and distributed by hand. It was a pain.] It's too bad, though. Snowball fights would've been fun.
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Snowball fights, huh?
[As she continues, he gathers a small fistful of remnant snow from the base of the wall and packs it into a snowball. He gives it a gentle toss upwards and where he generally remembered she had been standing, all in a wide parabolic arc. Whether it lands on top of her head or harmlessly somewhere around her is something he can't see from his perspective, however.]
Not all the time. I guess it's more the precipitation that's the problem.
[He barely knows how the elements of terraformed Mars works, let alone have the capacity to explain it to someone else. It didn't really rain or snow very much. Most water had to be moved and distributed by hand. It was a pain.] It's too bad, though. Snowball fights would've been fun.