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Yemon scratches his head, "To be honest I'd probably help, but only because of the morals I posses, not everyone has the same morals as me. I've experienced that more than enough times back home." He looks at her curiously, wondering who this unnaturally beautiful woman was and how she could withstand such cold weather, that dress was not meant for freezing temperatures.

"No, it wasn't, but I'm still fairly new. I didn't see that ice patch, I can't afford getting all the ski equipment, and the goggles help with the glare on the slopes. But I don't have a pair, but its not like you're required to have them, but its usually for the shallower slopes that people don't bother wearing them." At the mention of possible snow he covers his eyes with his hand and looks up, seeing hints of the sky greying. Sighing he lowers his head and looks to the strange woman, "Either way its a long trek to where I need to go, and I won't be able to get back before the storm before the looks of it. If you're taking me to someplace nearby that would be better than trying to brave the storm." He shakes the snow off the skis and uses them like snow shoes to follow her.