[Freya sighs; she can't say much better of her own world.] I suppose things such as war are a constant, unfortunate as it is. I am grateful we do not appear to have one here.

[Those snowmen were apparently a one-off thing. She still isn't sure what to make of it.] That is not to say there is no conflict... but there has been no loss of life or major injury, as far as I am aware.