[ Arcade finds his footing on the other side of the half-buckled in wall, and turns back to wait - watchful, just in case. The building is a crumbling, mossy cavern inside, but the breaks in the roof let in enough light to see by, at least. ]

I don't think I've ever seen an actual snowstorm. A few radioactive flurries, maybe, but we don't get a lot more than the occasional rain, back west.