Well, I understand what that's like. It really only ever rains in England, and scarcely anything else.

[ Which he sounds a bit sour about, and yet, he hates any other weather more, so. He's just being a contrary shit, as usual. He tucks the snowglobe awkwardly into one of his giant pockets. ]

I'd hardly call it kind, though. If they were kind, they wouldn't have made it so terribly cold in the first place. Now it's just a mockery.