"Daddy once showed me a picture of a army of snowmens on the interwebs," she confessed, "They was teeny though." And then they'd had to spend an hour looking up more pictures of that Japanese snowman festival before she could really be satisfied that they were starting to look at the same pictures over and over again. Still, Cassander was patient - he had learned to be a long time ago with his plants.
Cassander hadn't been intending on inspiring a prank on the mortals but clearly he had. Well, it was a relatively harmless one in comparison to some fae jokes. "I mean," Cass started as he 'worked' on the snow-torso, "you don't really have to imagine." And then he turned to whip a snowball towards Conor with a laugh, knowing that it was an incredibly bad idea to start a snowball fight with someone who controlled it. But Cass couldn't help himself. He really was just a big kid at heart.