The beginnings of a smile tugged at the girls lips once again and nodded a little in agreement. There were so few things that could be counted on anymore. But time, the seasons they would always come. One switching out for the next. Lifting up her hand she held out her palm and concentrated. After a moment some of the snowflakes began to swirl in a perfect orb, like a living snow globe.
"I am all right for now." She replied. "The cold does not bother me that much. I am used to it."