It had been a while since Miller had seen a snowfall. While it didn't make him feel young again (his childhood was pretty lousy), there was a certain childlike sense of wonder as he watched the tiny white flakes drift from the sky. Beautiful... Maybe one day he'd retire and move to a place with a lot of snow. It was an idea, but one he wouldn't have to worry about for a loooong time.

He stood around the entrance to the school, content to just watch for a while. At least until he got cold.