Jack's gaze shuttered a little at that and he didn't reply until after he had cut the little girl a fresh slice of fruit. Corele was watching Prussia and the bird with wide, interested eyes.

"He was probably right," Jack finally said with a shrug. They'd already established that who Prussia knew as 'General Winter' was very likely Old Man Winter, the Seasonal before Jack. It was not a topic the spirit was overly thrilled to bring up.