It isn't the sort of thing Gwenaëlle might’ve done with her brother, largely because officially she hasn't got one and unofficially they're more likely to have pushed each other into snowdrifts. Mostly the brief thought of Marcellin stirs a surge of resentment that she's here and he's not, but it passes quickly; she does love her stupid baby brother, even if he's not hers and an absolute shit besides.

Anyway. How hard can it be, building a snowman?

"I can--" wait. No. Revise that: "I could help."

The second version is a bit more diffident than the first. Obviously if Lacey doesn't want to accept this generous offer of assistance (which is not a request for company, no, of course), that's obviously fine. Doesn't matter. Would have been a shit snowman anyway.

(She would sort of like to, though.)