"Yes, yes, it is!" Susan yelled back, holding her hair as she ran over. She graciously took it from him and jammed it back firmly on her head.
"Thank you, it's incredibly windy, even for a snowstorm. I suppose it's not a regular storm either," she commented, feeling much better now that the hat was on her head. She nodded at the rabbit, "You just bring your rabbit out to frolic, or something else bring you here?"
Now that they were together, and the only people for what looked like miles (seriously, the buildings were lost in the swirling white), she found herself thinking that some company would be nice, if he didn't seem to mind.