"From childrens' tales? Brother, we had countless adventures together. Why not ask me? I...admit, you're far more knowledgeable than I, but I could tell you things I've known you to do."

Ice among them, though that was something different and he frowned slightly. "Loki, winter coming to your call isn't Asgardian magic...at least I don't think so. You," he breathed a sigh. "You don't remember anything. You're adopted, brother. You are a Jotun, a frost giant. From what I've seen of them, they can all summon a deep frost."