Ren is walking back from the Inn to the house he's claimed as his own when he feels the packed snow hit the center of his chest. It doesn't hurt, exactly, but it does make enough of a thud that it startles him and he looks around to see who could possibly have been responsible for it. It's not shocking to see her grinning at him from beside a tree.

"Really? Do they have a lot of snow on Jakku that you have experience pelting people with it like some kind of insolent child?" Ren knows it's a desert planet but he can't help the quip; he's trying to regain some dignity while brushing snow off his jacket.