As Sam brought the vial of red liquid closer to Frost's mouth, his evil smirk imperceptibly grew. Seeing someone else not only have to suffer from the disgusting taste but at his hand brought a wave of restrained pleasure to the man. His wife wasn't nearly as bothered by the flavour, so she didn't count, only Frost squirmed and had a warped expression as he brought the vial closer. The wailing of the ice revenant in the background and the sound of raging flames was nothing but a backdrop for Sam and Frost, far less important.