Freyr nodded slowly. "It isn't even the worst part," he said, his voice low. "I've spent most of the last six months as a corpse. Every time I came back..." He drew his thumb across his throat. "Too much effort to keep me alive. Too risky for it. Freyja would've known in an instant if I'd been alive and she came close." He shuddered, feeling a little cold. "I do not wish that on anybody else."