The children aren't as subtle as they could be. Dain steps casually off to the side, just far enough to draw the man's gaze towards him, not far enough to be obvious. "Ah," he says, "I see. You're planning to deter your attackers with it. That's a noble thought. I imagine they'll need to come up with a very clever solution if they want to try again."

A snowball comes flying toward the man on his other side, aimed straight for his head.

"Such as," Dain says, smiling, "a distraction."

Never let it be said he doesn't use the sobriety expected of his role for the common good.