Great, I'll move back so he has room. It's not fun if we're right up against each other, after all.

[Gotta have that good space for the balls to actually be worth smacking someone. She watched him mindfully pat the snowball together, muttering cute! under her breath at Star Platinum's concentration as she built snow walls several meters apart.]

OK! I'll take the left one, he can have the right. No shooting for the face, please.