Freya pouted but she couldn't really stay mad at him. That was a compliment that she hadn't expected though she wasn't sure if Thorfinn really understood the weight of the word beautiful. She pushed the thought away, not allowing herself to overthink it. "You only say that because you're probably the only one here to hear me laugh like that. I don't think it sounds all that great." She exhaled and then continued wanting to drop the topic and the thoughts that came with it.

"We can get out." The cold didn't affect her like it did others. She rarely got sick. Freya kicked her legs towards the shore and once she was past Thorfinn she smiled. "I'll race you!" She kicked her legs hard and spend forward in the water.

She liked winning too.

Freya didn't actually mind him tickling her. She just wasn't sure if he was going to want to find more of those ticklish spots. She thought about telling him something she'd read online about tickling but then, she realize, he might really stop.