It would be a lie to say the sudden wash of chilled air, followed by the high pitched giggles and then the appearance of a young man, hadn't been a surprise. Charles was sitting up in his chair, tea mug held safely against his chest as he watched the events unfold but rather than looking bothered, he wore a curious and even friendly expression.

This was actually one of the more normal encounters he'd experienced so far and he gave the young man a reassuring smile.

"Hello and no, not in the least," he responded, paused and then his smile widened into a low chuckle.

"Well, perhaps a little bit but that is more my fault than your own. That's an amazing skill you have there. Would I be right to assume that the," here he motioned to the support pole, with it's ice and icicles. "state of that post is your doing?"