The childish excitement that Marco had displayed over the soldiers had returned instantly, and again Marco was up in a flash, this time running to Oliver's bed, where he'd left all his clothes, including the warm coat that Oliver had made him wear the day before. He only had one arm in it before he slid back to Oliver. He probably should have given him a hug, but what he ended up doing was ruffling Oliver's hair with both hands before fighting with the jacket to get his other arm in a sleeve. "Gonna build a snowmaaaan," he sang, making up a tune on the spot in his excitement.