Of course! You didn't think I was throwing stuff at you just to be mean, right?
[... Then again, this kid doesn't look like he gets out much. Lloyd watches Ion's snowball fall apart, frowning.]
No, you have to cradle it. Let the heat from your hands melt the outside a little bit. The snow has to stick together for this. [He packs his own snowball into a tiny, dense ball that almost looks like ice.] This is important. See how tight it is? It'll go a lot farther since it's heavier. [He gathers more snow.] Now you make a second layer, but don't pack it as much...
[He holds up his finished product.] The perfect snowball explodes on impact and feels like a light punch to the arm. Just enough to surprise someone and make them cold, not hurt them.
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[... Then again, this kid doesn't look like he gets out much. Lloyd watches Ion's snowball fall apart, frowning.]
No, you have to cradle it. Let the heat from your hands melt the outside a little bit. The snow has to stick together for this. [He packs his own snowball into a tiny, dense ball that almost looks like ice.] This is important. See how tight it is? It'll go a lot farther since it's heavier. [He gathers more snow.] Now you make a second layer, but don't pack it as much...
[He holds up his finished product.] The perfect snowball explodes on impact and feels like a light punch to the arm. Just enough to surprise someone and make them cold, not hurt them.