Yeah, don't mention that. It'd be a good way to have that shield slammed towards you.

"Oh did that shit happen to him? I saw that happen to people who ate candy or something last year's New Tick." A small shrug, not thinking about the young versions of adults he knew running around the winter village. Instead his gaze goes out to the water, focusing on where to throw it. Calculating the weight of the weight, the force his arms could handle, and making sure not to throw it too far. It gets hefted up and flung out like a discus. It spins as it arcs and crashes down into the water a decent distance away.

He almost says 'fetch'.