[Cissie ducks and catches the snowball he throws her, but she doesn't quite manage to miss getting hit. She gives a little shriek at the snow going down her neck, but she's laughing when she hurls the snowball back in the direction she was hit, this time not really bothering to aim or even look for a mark. She gives John a shrug and a smile after.]

Thanks. I guess there's always something to do. I'm still kind of... trying to figure out my place here, you know? How I can help, when the crap hits the fan. Besides just looking out for me and my friends.