[Arcanine, unlike the carelessly talkative Blue, knows how to shut up and just enjoy the good vibes! Lolling his tongue out as he's ruffled, his bushy tail wags behind him, brushing snow to and fro as he prances in place. Eevee, still miffed, wriggles his way out of Blue's jacket and plops to the snowy ground, pawing at Rinoa's ankle expectantly.]

[Blue is used to all the fussing of his Pokémon and lets them selfishly take all of Rinoa's attention while he slowly sculpts a larger and larger snowball, apparently setting out to make a snowman of his own.]

Sounds like you've been to a lot of places, [He comments, setting down the first large snowball in place and starting on another. It wasn't as large of a base as the one Rinoa had made; maybe it was sized for a child-sized snowperson?] Where I grew up was by the sea, but we still got snow in the inland forested parts'a town. 'course, up in the mountains, there was more snow year-round than you could handle.

[He points up to the looming, snow-capped peak of Mt. Silver over them.]