[Perhaps it is only the fact that he is no more human than she is that feels familiar?]

There was not many mountains were I lived, but there was a very large hill where I built my fortress. Himring, or the ever-cold in the common tounge. It was always quite chilly there, as the name implies, and the winters were quite harsh... but I loved it for all that it was a hard place to live in.

[And he had not truly felt the cold anyways, the fire inside him always kept him warm.]