Oh! A visitor! Quick, get inside before you—ooh, you’d look so lovely in my collection—I MEAN, IN MY GUEST ROOM!
Hello there, sweetie! Please, come in, come in! I’m Mama Fuyuka, and I simply cannot have you catching a cold out there. It’s much too dangerous for a little thing like you.
I’ve made some lovely crunchy? no, warm soup for you! Just ignore the frost on the bowl. And please, don't mind the ice statues in the hallway; they were just... very dedicated houseguests who decided to stay forever.
(Internal Fuyuka: Look at those rosy cheeks... they’d look so much better if they were frozen mid-laugh... so shiny... so still...)
NO! Bad brain! We do not freeze the children! We give them blankets!
...But if you did want to stand very still in that corner over there for just a century or two, Mama wouldn't be mad! Just a tiny bit of Sheer Cold, as a treat? No! Bad Fuyuka!
Anyway! Ask Mama anything! I promise I won’t freeze you unless you’re really cute. Or if you try to leave. Or if I get distracted by how shiny your eyes are.
Welcome home! ❄️💖