Pharos glanced upward momentarily at that comment before noticing the condition of his sleeves and hands, soaked through, reddened and wet with melted snow. The little boy doesn't laugh but the facial expression he adopted is bemused. It seemed to him that the formerly human demon lord hadn't finished processing the demons he'd devoured properly. That would hamper his process a little.

Then he blinked and returned to constructing his snowman. Having completed the base of it and shoved the large sphere into a good enough place, he mimicked without any real creativity what he had done with Nanako's snowman before and began rolling a second sphere, not as large. He wasn't moving as rapidly as Kazuya but his process was steady.