Hah! Score. Right on the head. He's taking a few points for that one. Snickering he loads his arms up with a few more snowballs before turning to peek over the edge of his snow barricade.

"You're gonna have to come in here and make me!" He counters right back, popping up long enough to launch another snow projectile right for Nida. Something is faintly familiar about him, he thinks, but he's not really going to think too much on it right now. There's a barrier and his honor to defend. Or something. Really this is just what happens when you let hands get too idle.