Tohru took Blythe’s hand in hers, wondering what kind of place her home was like. If she had never encountered snow there it must have been a really warm where she was from.
“The snow outside is about a foot deep… Or at least that is how it looked from my window. As for what it feels like, it’s cold and wet and…Um, I can certainly grab a handful of it before you step out in it if you’d like?” She asked. The last thing Tohru wanted was to make Blythe feel uncomfortable going out into it.