Thorfinn's hand slipped away, the watch clicked closed as he watched her look away, listened to her speak words that felt like a ton of bricks hitting his chest, the worry showed, his eyes a window to his soul after all. Lifting the hand holding the hand with the watch to kiss the back of her hand ever so softly.

It was only after she finished that he shifted on his knees, so he could move his other hand to hold her face, the watch dropped into the dirt beside them so he could grip her hand a little stronger. The world was moving around her in that moment in his mind. He didn't know what he was doing but he wanted to hear her say his name so sweet but with so much less pain. A world painting behind his eyes.

"I don't see me ever losing this feeling. You make me feel something I have never felt before. And if instinct demands you do something else, than by the gods we will cross that bridge when we get there. Your not human, I get that. I understand how instincts work, I might get jealous but fuck it, we'll figure it out. Just like we've done with everything here. And if people dont approve fuck them. I don't need anyone but you. I don't want anyone but you. Freya."

He paused to look in her eyes again. "I want to marry you."