I got no clue. It was spring when I showed up, so I don't know how long the winters last on this moon. And I've stopped trying to figure out what can and can't happen, in this place. I sort of just assume anything's possible.
[ Cisco keeps work, rolling the snow, talking to Rey as he does. The cold makes both of their breaths into clouds of steam, and Cisco can see Rey's cheeks and the tip of her nose get red from the chill, knows the same must be happening to him. But isn't going to freeze her fingers off at least. ]
Speaking of truly ridiculous myths, there's another one back home, about how long the winter will last. There's this kind of animal, called a groundhog. They're tiny little rodents that live underground, about this big. And on this one particular day every year, you're supposed to be able to tell if it will be an early spring or if the winter will last another month and a half, depending on whether or not the groundhog sees its shadow and gets spooked and goes back underground.
[ He has gotten the base large enough, now, and spends some time shaping it, trying to get it as perfectly spherical as possible. This involves some patting on ice to some areas, buffing off the pointy parts with his palm elsewhere. Honestly, the more Cisco says about the whole groundhog day thing, the weirder it sounds in retrospect. ]
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[ Cisco keeps work, rolling the snow, talking to Rey as he does. The cold makes both of their breaths into clouds of steam, and Cisco can see Rey's cheeks and the tip of her nose get red from the chill, knows the same must be happening to him. But isn't going to freeze her fingers off at least. ]
Speaking of truly ridiculous myths, there's another one back home, about how long the winter will last. There's this kind of animal, called a groundhog. They're tiny little rodents that live underground, about this big. And on this one particular day every year, you're supposed to be able to tell if it will be an early spring or if the winter will last another month and a half, depending on whether or not the groundhog sees its shadow and gets spooked and goes back underground.
[ He has gotten the base large enough, now, and spends some time shaping it, trying to get it as perfectly spherical as possible. This involves some patting on ice to some areas, buffing off the pointy parts with his palm elsewhere. Honestly, the more Cisco says about the whole groundhog day thing, the weirder it sounds in retrospect. ]