Chris had come down with his brother, but right now could be found roaming freely. He was dressed for the weather (minus the creature power suit o'course, but plus a Santa hat) and was carrying his pack, which seemed to be fairly full of who knew what (the answer is gifts).

He was moving through the crowd, keeping an eye out for people he knew. Sylvia was with him, gliding overhead as she thoroughly enjoyed the snow. Every now and then her partner's head would be used as a jump-off to refresh the coasting, but he never seemed to mind, even if every leap flopped the dangle of the hat back over his face. As for Nes? Every now and then a clawed paw would come up to the table and pull down more food underneath, so that answered that question.