While the snowman shakes himself off, Farogil glances across towards Ben and, oh it turns out, he DOES have other expressions. Or at least, degrees of disgust. This time Faro gets it, this is weird.

"Oh, are you-" Stuck? He's stuck, isn't he. A red-gloved hand lifts to cover his own mouth in sympathy, while his blue-gloved one (its Fashion) reaches out towards the frosty case. It stops short of touching it because, well, "Do you- sshould I-?"

He shrugs, putting both hands up in a 'what do' sort of gesture.