"If Kristoff only broke a few things that would be a miracle. I swear I've made more tools for that one man than I have weapons for an army," his statement sounding a bit sarcastic, though he knew Kristoff a little too well. That's when Elsa became curious about their friendship. Seeing as he was only here because of Kristoff, it seemed fitting that the question was brought up. He chuckled a little as he remembered the past. It had been so long since he met the ice harvester, that it seemed they were just friends out of nowhere.

"Well it's been quite some time since he and I met. We were still kids, and I was helping my father at the forge. A group of ice harvesters were coming through town, and they stopped when they saw the sign for a blacksmith. They asked my father if he could repair some of their tools, and even craft a few new ones. Of course my father said he would just make everything from scratch," a soft chuckle escaped his lips as he thought of how much pride his father had in his work. "During the work, I noticed a boy playing with a young reindeer. I gave my father a quick look and he just nodded at me, and I ran over to them. From there Kristoff and I somehow remained friends, and for a while I saw him often because the ice harvesters really liked my fathers work."