Kar wanted to curse. So it turned out he had misunderstood the viking from the start, but perhaps that meant a fight could be avoided all together. Kar was an honorable man, but taking unnecessary risk in fighting a skilled warrior would get him nowhere fast. He would breathe in and then out, heaving a sigh. Gaze flicked to his daughter for a moment before he straightened his posture once more, looking Katja in the eyes. "I will pay your ransom in form of fresh kill and favor. Know, however, that I am a man of honor. I will not kill or steal without just cause." Kar would grit his teeth. He didn't like this at all.
"...and if you keep your word, and not harm my daughter, or any of my other family members, my mate is a healer. She can take a look at your cousin and help him through the process." No... this situation sucked. But perhaps it was Siri's will that no additional blood be shed today. Perhaps. He would not let his gaze leave the viking. "...and if you break your word, next time there will be no bargaining. There will be blood." He added that on for emphasis. It felt more like bartering the terms of his daughter's release than anything... a life to precious to play with.