As he'd hoped she would, Neith leaned into him. "Mmm.. Much better." This statement went in one ear, got absorbed, and immediately took his thoughts elsewhere. Were other things much better? Not knowing what exactly Neith was experiencing and only able to take his own well being and recovery (if it could even be called that) into consideration, he was hoping her statement hinted at other things. Perhaps once this was over with he could coax her into another adventure?
Stern as ever, Katja breezed in. Knowing it probably wouldn't go over well, Laufey resisted the urge to shrug. "That did make bringing her here easier." As to her last statement, he said simply, "I would not let her wander." Now...how to explain this woman? "She is a rogue; her name is Neith." His gaze darted down to the little rogue. "Neith, this is Katja, Yfir's Drottin." Manners and whatnot. His gaze returned to Katja and he said firmly, "I wish to take her as my Friðla."
This character is prone to acts of EXTREME violence when provoked. If this makes you uncomfortable do not thread with him.
