[ She's sweet and charming, and Jack finds himself smiling reflexively. Improper isn't something he's heard from anyone in a while and he blows on his palm to summon a snowflake out of the chill, sending it dancing lightly over to where Elizabeth sits. ]
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[ She's sweet and charming, and Jack finds himself smiling reflexively. Improper isn't something he's heard from anyone in a while and he blows on his palm to summon a snowflake out of the chill, sending it dancing lightly over to where Elizabeth sits. ]
I'm Jack Frost ... of, well. Winter.