[ Well that's a stupid answer, isn't it. Nevermind that Eshkol can't even remember why he doesn't have a mouth, and should have a bit of sympathy for a faulty memory. Still, it doesn't stop him from delivering a dead, unimpressed stare, and then a silent huff with a toss of his head. Fine.

He lays one hand out flat and mimes writing on it with the other, then glances expectantly up at Rohan. If he doesn't have a name, surely he at least has a notebook and pen Eshkol could borrow. Writing in the snow is terribly ineffective. ]