Sebastian nods, wiping his hands of snow before moving to the next foot. "Then 'tis time enough to miss it."

When he was that young, he was very eager to seem older. Fatherless, and despite all else, the de facto man of the house -- but his sister knows it. He will not bring it up.

"How tall should he be?" he asks, instead, standing to work on the other side of the snowman. So far, he comes to about hip-height on Sebastian.