[It certainly didn't feel this cold a few steps back. Green crosses his arms, but that doesn't do a thing to protect from the chill. The strangest part is that it doesn't seem like an actual climate kind of cold, but more like...something else. It must be all in his head.]

Just two minutes? Man, you must be nervous if you need to wait to battle me.

[This spot here? Sure. Green stomps on over, shoulders hunched and pressing his lips together hard. It's like there's something thick in the air too, and he's audibly breathing harder as the seconds pass. But it's just Red trying to mess with him, right?]

...Hey. What are you trying to pull out here?