"No," he commented, shaking his head. "You can never have too many layers." When it came to the cold, Oliver was not a fan. He preferred to be able to feel the heat of the sun on his skin. He liked to be warm. The only reason he didn't relocate somewhere warmer was that Scotland was home. His family was here and that's where he wanted to be ... even if that meant dealing with Finlay's attitude on a regular basis. So long as he was here, he was home.
Oliver chuckled swatting away Penny's snowball only to get hit with Katie's. It really was unfair. He always seemed to be outnumbered by woman. "You never had to bully too hard," he shot back, making his own snowball and tossing it toward Katie. He was half tempted to charm some snow to chase after the pair of them, but decided against it. That wasn't very fair ... though after the "crushed" comment, he wondered about it again.
"I thought we were making snowmen?" he asked, ducking another snowball sent his way. "Not pelting Oliver with cold snow!"