Haunted Wood I used to be somebody.

The joke seemed to completely bypass the man and he stared awkwardly before settling onto his hindquarters and scratching awkwardly behind his ear. Uyo responded to his inquiry about the falling stuff with something about it not being Snow which drew a blank in his mind and he paused his scratching to gaze questioningly down at the prisoner "Snow? What is that?" he asked curiously wracking his brain for any mention of it and vaguely recalling something about winter and a thing called snow. "Is it what Winter is? I've never been through one" he stated ears shifting back as a scowl crossed his features at the sudden knowledge of how little he really knew.