Bucky rolled his eyes at Loki. Sometimes it was hard being his friend. "Then what is your goal? Why go along with it?" Loki could protest all he wanted, but he was sure that Loki was having fun, even if he didn't want to admit it. While Loki was hard to be friends with, Bucky wasn't ready to give up.

He shrugged his shoulders as he threw the snowball in the air, catching it with his other hand and juggling it back and forth. "I've fallen from a train and been buried in snow before. You don't scare me." He gave Loki a pointed look, but he didn't throw the snowball. Not yet. "If you don't want to have fun in the snow, why are you out here at all? I know you're powerful enough to control all this from inside. Or, at least standing way closer to the inn. Maybe subconsciously you want to have fun?"