Sonia's mouth twists, a look of wry acknowledgment as she tosses her head. "Well, maybe between the two of us, they'll just opt to shut up instead."

She puffs out a cloud of breath that fades almost instantly, but the wind is picking up and the snow doesn't seem to be letting up any time soon, either. Sonia glances around and purses her lips. "I came out here to take some pictures, but I think if we don't head back soon, we'll both be buried in snow." She grins and holds out her elbow to Miles. "Shall we head back to camp? A Princess needs an escort, you know."