"I've got mine, too," Rae nods, as they make their way through the garden. "They're really nice."

She feels her foot come down on a hidden plant, and tries mid-step to avoid it, stumbling clumsily. Rae doesn't fall, but it's a near thing.

"Augh," she says, making a face. "Got snow down down the tops of my boots." She doesn't like the sudden cold against her ankles as the snow melts, and tries to shake out the excess snow.