[Noiz winds up frowning, not quite to the point of a scowl but definitely moody.]

You picked a terrible person to ask. I haven't done it in close to fifteen years, and I couldn't feel much of the snow itself.

[His tone drops lower with every few words, as though sinking into petulant resignation. As Aoba's later words sink in, however, he glances over at him, expression oddly blank.]

You'd go with me?

[Would Aoba go with him anywhere? Would he go with him even if he moved somewhere outside of Midorijima for good, be it Germany or elsewhere?]