[Oh, well that idea is out. He can't even get the messages menu up before the phone's knocked away, so he just pushes it off and slips it in his pocket again, brows furrowing as Nagisa rattles off their plan.]

Nagisa, you never invited me--

[Well, knowing Nagisa, he probably forgot. Sledding isn't the smoothest or most graceful winter activity, and he doubts there's even enough snow on any hill, but... well, he's never done it before.]

I'd rather share, honestly. I doubt either of our jackets are meant to withstand plummeting down hills in snowfall. [And his was rather costly; he'd rather not risk damaging it.] Where's this hill?