[ Ben takes that offered hand, getting to his feet and trying to get as much of the snow as he can from off his bare skin. But he is beaming, all the same. All this fun is more than worth a little bit of cold! And he is warm from all the running around and throwing and shouting and laughing, anyway.

He nods vigorously, answering: ]

If it's going to be this cold, at least there's some snow to make it fun.

[ Then, because it's Pratt and Ben can say stuff to Pratt without worrying he's going to be super uncomfortable even if it's kind of messed up: ]

I haven't felt snow since I was sixteen. This is so much better than I remembered.

[ And yeah, he bends down to pick up two huge handfuls of it and just kind of toss it into the air, joyfully. ]