Decline? She hadn't considered that response, though in all fairness she hadn't considered any response from a future target that didn't involve her going to town on the one way or another, so why should this be any different. Her smile grew a little and she reached up with her free hand to make a finger wagging gesture. No, she wasn't going to be accepting any refusals right now, and certainly not from someone who basically screamed 'Schnee.'

Taking her umbrella in one hand, she proceeded to cartwheel forward lazily, her movements easy and free. A few leaps and footfalls and she vaulted up into the air, somersaulting and aiming to land right in front of Winter, the smile never leaving her face. It did not meet her eyes, though, and the look in those for the scant seconds before she glanced just away from the other's gaze wasn't entirely lucid or normal. The umbrella was whipping out, going for a hooking move on the closest of her ankles, this one clearly not in the mood to talk. Then again, was she ever?