He gives a sigh with the weight one would expect of a commander given the option to either fight or flee in the face of near impossible odds. "I guess it will be up to me, then. But if you can provide backup, it'd really help."

With snowball in hand, he slowly stands up slightly - just enough to get into a good throwing stance without completely blowing his cover. Once he's convinced the boy is oblivious to his presence, he pulls his arm back and throws a fastball at the guy, immediately ducking down again just as the snowball hits the unfortunate soul in the face.

"Hey, what the-?!"

He sounds mad. But Hizumi on the other hand looks downright gleeful. "Hope you're ready for a fight, Pharos!" He's got a wide grin now as he hurriedly packs another snowball, listening hard for the approaching footsteps of the angry teen.