[Oh, thank Shiva, it's a person and not, like, a ghost or something.]

Uhh, okay! Hang on, you're pretty snowed in, dude!

[With a crystalline shattering noise, Prompto summons... a shovel. What a waste of fancy magic effects. He makes his way to what he thinks is the front of the house.]

Is this where the door is? Stand in front of it and shout or something!