"I think what you mean is that all men are proud." She smiled at him and felt herself falling over his shoulder. Freya wasn't really interested in face planting into the water so she curled using Thorfinn's shoulder and chest to bring her thin frame over his shoulder and plop into the water in front of him. Her hand was still holding herself up on his shoulders and her feet were positioned just above the surface of the water.
"Who is Delia? I feel like there is an inside joke that I'm missing here. Is it because you're a grumpy Norse-boy who doesn't like making friends." She blinked. "Oh.."
Freya poked a scar that was closer to his neck line. "Segðu mér um þetta líka." (Tell me about this one too.) She smiled up at him as the cold water rippled around them.
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Date: 2016-12-25 04:34 am (UTC)"Who is Delia? I feel like there is an inside joke that I'm missing here. Is it because you're a grumpy Norse-boy who doesn't like making friends." She blinked. "Oh.."
Freya poked a scar that was closer to his neck line. "Segðu mér um þetta líka." (Tell me about this one too.) She smiled up at him as the cold water rippled around them.