Hey if you can dish it out, I can take it! Ain't gonna find anyone else in this damn bubble willin' to deal with your cheap shots!

[The grin on Rin's face has a hint of pride to it - not because of any victory (there were a few in there) but because he feels he accomplished something. Sure they were probably far more serious than any two teens needed to be during a snowball fight, but Kid obviously had fun.

That's a win in Rin's book.

He looks to Maka, that grin still there as if to say "look, look what I did! This is good, right?"

Even his tail was going.]

It was fun. Even if he did bruise the shit outta me.