Thorfinn had still been looking to the stars when she went under. One thing when he took to drink he tended to space a little and get distracted. The stars were enchanting.

He loved that she was learning his language. And it helped him with his English to speak it to her since he didn't want anyone knowing he could speak it yet.

Hearing her voice he looked back in time for her to say hi. When she traced the scar he looked down at it tipping his head. This was one of the harsher ones on his arms. He had no issue keeping her up in fact he enjoyed having her holding onto him. "I got it in a duel, I misjudged the distance I needed to move and I was caught with a long sword... I was around 10 If I recall."