[He beams at that, he was glad. He didn't know what it was like to struggle with the cold, at most he was simply aware of it, but from what he could gather from his knowledge, it was unpleasant for humans. He wouldn't wish that on them, not when they were all so nice.]

I'm glad! You are one of the humans I like, so I do not wish you discomfort!

[He says like he doesn't automatically like any person that so much as smiles at him.]

A snowball fight? That sounds fun!

[...]

What is it?