Conor outright laughed at that. It was true, he was old, in relation to some others. There was no use in getting offended over that, and it had stopped bothering him a while ago.
"Quite right," Conor agreed, nodding very seriously at her. He caught Cass' beanie, gave him a thumbs-up, and settled it onto the head. When he heard the question, though, his eyes darted between the snowmen and Cass, as a grin broke out over his face. "Oh man, I want this," he said, the glee evident. "I can't lie, I partially want it so they'll toss snowballs at people, but also just because it would be really amusing. Imagine a snowball coming out of nowhere. It'd add some ambiance."