[ when he aims for her, he's cautious enough to at least try to avoid hitting her arm; the snow wouldn't be that hard, but tightened into a ball as it is, it's not gonna fell pleasant when it hits her either, and he's at least going to make sure he doesn't do any actual damage.
getting a straight hit right on her head doesn't count as damage in this case, not when he earns that surprised reaction, watching her gasp as the bits of snow trail down onto her nose.
in a state of his own surprise, mostly in the humor of the sight, he laughs, an unfiltered but light ha! leaving his mouth in a way that rarely happens, bringing up the back of his hand against his mouth to try to stifle it. ]
Got a real kick for threats there, Oswald. Trembling in my boots over here.
[ as he watches her get to gathering more snow, he does a quick step behind the nearest tree before he settles his hand to the ground to tighten a bit more of his own. ]
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getting a straight hit right on her head doesn't count as damage in this case, not when he earns that surprised reaction, watching her gasp as the bits of snow trail down onto her nose.
in a state of his own surprise, mostly in the humor of the sight, he laughs, an unfiltered but light ha! leaving his mouth in a way that rarely happens, bringing up the back of his hand against his mouth to try to stifle it. ]
Got a real kick for threats there, Oswald. Trembling in my boots over here.
[ as he watches her get to gathering more snow, he does a quick step behind the nearest tree before he settles his hand to the ground to tighten a bit more of his own. ]