[In the middle of all this frolicking and hot cocoa-enjoying, there's a new arrival marching through the snow. Angrily. Barefoot. Arms crossed over her chest - because of the cold or because she'd rather be left alone by the swarm of Usyagi fluttering around her is unclear.]
Oh, I remember, don't you worry.
[The Usyagi don't answer out loud, of course, but it seems they're communicating something, since Esmeralda looks up at them, equal parts shocked and outraged.]
What? You can't be serious―
[They're serious! The creepy giggling proves it.]
Forget it. [She throws a snowball right in their midst. None get hit, but not because her aim was bad. It does make the Usyagi scatter, however, and Esmeralda remains standing where she is for a moment, watching them fly away, her angry expression falling somewhat.]