"I don't know what you're talking about. I'm Jack Frost, a beloved holiday character, freezing window panes, hanging icicles from innocent noses and solving complex legal disputes!" He crosses his arms over his chest and attempts an appropriately haughty, disapproving glare.
...It's uncanny.
A quality probably not much-improved when he smiles again and throws an arm around Crane's shoulders and gestures at the dining hall and all its glory. "Horrifying as I may be, the only terror awaiting tonight is how in Merlin's name are we going to eat all this food? Are you prepared to join the fray?
"We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; For he to-day that fills his plate with me shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile, this day shall gentle his condition; and gentlemen City-wide now-a-bed shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here, and hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks that fought with us upon Saint...what is today, the 19th? What is that? We've missed Saturnalia. ...Opalia, I think? Fought with us upon fair Opis's day!"
One assumes that he will at least talk less once there's food in his mouth.
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...It's uncanny.
A quality probably not much-improved when he smiles again and throws an arm around Crane's shoulders and gestures at the dining hall and all its glory. "Horrifying as I may be, the only terror awaiting tonight is how in Merlin's name are we going to eat all this food? Are you prepared to join the fray?
"We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; For he to-day that fills his plate with me shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile, this day shall gentle his condition; and gentlemen City-wide now-a-bed shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here, and hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks that fought with us upon Saint...what is today, the 19th? What is that? We've missed Saturnalia. ...Opalia, I think? Fought with us upon fair Opis's day!"
One assumes that he will at least talk less once there's food in his mouth.