Deepwood Weald What is this, wash and wear?

Oliver watched the realization set in. He laughed, rolled over and jumped to his feet only to catch some snow in the face. He shook it off and was about to fire back when he noticed the serious look on her face.

"I was worried! Didn't your parents ever teach you it was rude to mess with people's feelings?"

Oliver paused, unsure of how to respond. Was she messing with him again? Her body language and tone of voice said he was in real trouble.

"You were really worried, huh?" he asked her. He was honestly a little flattered by her concern. "She cares about me?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." he said apologetically.