He looked back at Copper, perplexed. “Oh, its your first time you see this outside, eh? The fleshlings call these white particles snow and– well, it will be better if you experience it by yourself.” He gestured at the femme, offering her a seat on his shoulders pads.
She looked between him and the snow, then shrugged. “Okay.” She started to pull herself up to his shoulders, though not too successfully.