Rorschach had just jumped down from a nearby building and was pushing his way through the snow. He still had yet to find a pair of boots that fit properly and it was getting annoying. Apparently, there was few people in the town who'd had feet as small as his. He stopped as he passed by the church when he saw someone in the graveyard doing....something?

At first glance, he wasn't sure what that was. Then he paused to watch for a few moments as some kid slowly cleared snow from one of the plots. He crunched through the snow for a closer look, his curiosity piqued, wondering why someone would waste their energy on such a pointless task.