Hati grunted in reply to Skadi's comment about him killing their father, in that irritatingly sickly sweet way she had of saying things, but inside his blood was boiling through his veins with a hiss of rage. How could she not understand? How could she not feel this... this fury, this darkness that ate away his soul piece by piece whenever the memories resurfaced? How could she not understand the terrible triumph of his teeth cracking through his father's throat, the spray of blood - he jerked convulsively when Freyja's voice joined Skadi's. Oh. OH. He'd DIED last night hadn't he? He'd gone to HELL and now the two most annoying people in the family were here to torment him until Ragnarok came. All that was missing was -
His teeth gritted as Baldur's voice joined the girls'. Yes. This was hell. "No I don't need help. I like it. GIRLS like it too." His voice was a tad petulant... maybe more than a tad. But hey, he DID like the skull and... some girls liked it. Skadi had said it suited him anyway. Time for a distraction. Distract them from the skull! "What have you guys been up to anyway? Where's the rest of the family?" In other words, did he have to worry about anyone else jumping out of the shadows to ruin his day?
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Hati isn't nice. He swears, he is violent, and is more than a little insane. If you can't handle what might come of that don't thread with him.