"Carnival celebration." Hazel supplies softly when Reynard mentions the beads. It's easier to find small trinkets for the American variant to the holiday and she really just enjoys the colors. She did not want her tribute to winter to be one-note.

"Christmas, Yule, Winter Solstice, New Years, Carnival, Valentines Day, Lunar New Year. A small smattering of important winter dates from around the world."

Hazel says nothing when he asks her to teach others to make these. That's his job rather than hers, isn't it? To teach and embody Winter? But neither does she take offense or scoff. She simply waits for his thanks and lowers her gaze respectfully toward the table.

"If I've learned anything about you it's how you tend to prefer your sustenance." Hence all the drinks and wines especially.