[He huffs out a laugh, because speaking of it like this, it all sounds almost too incredible to be true.]
We got a real blizzard, it went on for a couple o' weeks. The place changed, too, like it was durin' last Halloween, with the castle an' all, you remember? [He's not saying it, that they had scarcely any food or warmth, hoping Art doesn't realize it from what he's saying. He's also leaving out Elsa's involvement in this, instead giving Art a small grin, shrugging.]
Everyone's alright, now. I can't say it was like that the whole time, but... all's well that ends well, ain't that right? [His eyes stray to where he got the frostbite, right on his shoulder, from the first encounter with Elsa - it still aches, at times, but he was far better off than those who froze nearly entirely, so it's hardly worth mentioning. It's far more important to know everyone else is fine, that Art is fine and didn't have to be awake during those two weeks. It's the one good thing about what happened.]