"Bad weather?" He had barely noticed, a little preoccupied.

Yeah, he'd rather not focus on the feeling at his back, the sound of cracking and crunching as the points move and push through his skin is enough. For now he's trying his best to just think about the weather, by Bugs is here, and partially about where to get good carrots.

"Heh, guess it's a good time f-for...hah... for this to be happening then. I'm more of a clear skies kind of troll."