"But the children just wandered off without paying him anymore attention. They only had eyes for the snow. The cold flakes settled on their faces and their hair. Bo gleefully licked one off his lip. He stretched his arms wide as if he wanted to catch them all. Hornet just looked up at the sky, blinking. It hadn't snowed in Venice for years. The people they passed looked just as enchanted as the children. Even the shop assistants stepped into the street to look up at the sky."
I love this description of the children in the snow. They seem to me like normal kids in the snow, enjoying that wonderful childhood pleasure that children become so enchanted by. To me, this brings back their innocence, since they are in the works to make the deal with the Conte at the time when the snow occurred. When Bo stretched his arms wide to catch all of the snowflakes, that picture is what I think of with any child in the snow. I believe I still do that today when I play in the snow. What a great childhood and adult ritual.