Why is there someone lying in the snow? That doesn't seem right. That seems cold. What are you doing? Don't do that. Come here! Or... no, wait. Stay there.

After a dizzying time trying to decide how to deal with a person immersed in snow, Jinx crunches her way over to him. Bundled from toe to tip top of her head she looks like a little mountain of clothing with a thermos clamped between her mitten-clad hands.

Hello person sitting in the snow.