Elektra stares at him in open disbelief. The whole thing seems pointless to her. She has the hard time seeing the snow as fun. Stick's taken her to the wall. The snow is nothing, but death for the weak as far as she's concerned. It's hard for her to understand why he's making snowmen despite knowing it is a thing normal people do. "Of all the things to do after we're released from our homes..." She tosses her snowball up and down for entertainment before asking suddenly. "Do you need help?" She lets it drop. This seems like a better use of her time than stretching her legs by her lonesome while Matthew catches up with other people. Maybe she just wants some company. Possibly.