Well he would wear gloves if he had them, but Seifer isn't asking so Nida isn't saying. Instead he's getting up to brush the snow off of himself, still shivering.

"I hate this place. It's too cold. Timber natives aren't supposed to mix with the cold. But Trabia semester abroad would have been nice too. Of course you would have gone hunting Blue Dragons wouldn't you?"

Finally standing and mostly prepared he moves past Seifer and back toward his fallen pile of wood. Had to get this back to the house. Even Ice Princes need to be kept warm. And Nida needed it almost more than Squall or Rinoa did.

"So, figure out who I am yet?"