Snowball? He can see it's a sphere of packed snow, yes. He accepts the offered round, cold clump of snow in both small hands and looks quizzically down first at it, then at Hizumi.

Pharos blinked, "I don't know." He'd never tried... throwing... things. He'd dropped them on accident occasionally at the most. It had been a laborious struggle before coming to this city to just become tangible enough to be able to interact with and pick up objects.