[Not knowing the cause of this impromptu missile assault, Tabris briefly considers solidifying his halo to baryonic matter. However, it is unlikely to do any harm... curiously, without any initial reaction, he permits it to strike him in the face.
Immediately thereafter, as the clumped snows slides down, his eyes begin to sparkle.]
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Immediately thereafter, as the clumped snows slides down, his eyes begin to sparkle.]