As if the situation weren't ridiculous enough, the world's worst labrat showed up about then to help them. A snowman, like those that has puttered around the village for a while during market. Some had just merrily strolled off into the wilderness.

And here one was, that had made it all the way in that time to some distant bog.

With all the silence of a creeper (which, at the sight of it's silent movement, almost get it shot by Kay) it comes scooting through. And for the moment, just slides on without being melted away yet. It leaves a little snow trail behind it. The situation seems pretty ludicrous and Kay watches it with the bland expression of a Catholic school marm being entertained by a naughty circus clown, but finally his gaze drops to the snow.

There are a few spots where the snow is quickly melting. Probably holes. "Should give us pretty good ideas of where to check." At least until said little snow golem died or left course to go on more adventures. At least Una would have good ideas where to poke. Kay starts following the trail left behind loosely.