[Jack finds your jovial mood infectious, Thunderaxe! He hasn't even thought to ask why you look like someone had run you over with an ox cart filled with paving stones, or where you've been this past while.]

Living out by the lake in some high-toned abandoned house; gadding about with my ice fairy; been out to see the ocean, nearly froze to death saving said fairy from a starfish. Adventure and excitement, boy! You?