As the form nears, you<em>do</em>start to make out some familiar features... but there is such a heavy mist of snow being kicked up by the thing's descent that you can't be sure. At least, not until the thing gets within fifty yards...<br/><br/>"HILISCAN'TTALKGRAVITYYAKNOW..." The words come out in a breathless laugh, as the adrenaline-junkie grappler comes flying down the snowy slope... and for a brief moment, you get the feeling that if you're quick enough, you may be able to hitch a ride...