Father Winter, Snow Miser, Mr. Ten Below -- a lot of names, don't you think? I prefer Jack. Jack Frost. It's the one the Man in the Moon gave me. He also gave me purpose, so I think I'll trust his judgement.
“Well, uh, gee, I don’t know — why don’t we cut off your leg and see if it still hurts when I tap your prosthetic, huh?”
{even so, the viking does little more than scuttle away and scowl with gusto, so no, it doesn’t hurt. throbs a bit, maybe, but it’s nothing compared to several months ago.}
“You think it would grow back if you did?”
{not an invitation of course, but curiosity. he didn’t know everything about his immortality just yet. cutting his leg off seemed pretty extreme to find out.