Freya felt herself smile. Yes, she did know that he's had sex before and she's a little curious as to how that went for him but she didn't think it was important enough to ask. It was a human thing she never really understood. Most wolves only had sex with their mate since the whole point of sex, besides what Freya assumed was fun, was to have kids. Humans had sex for a lot of varying reasons, she supposed now that she was human she might find some of them out now but it wasn't something she was pressed to understand. She didn't really care.

"Thorfinn," Her tone was serious and even. "If you do anything to hurt me you'll know because I'll probably kick your ass while yelling at you." Even being reduced to her human state, she'd still tell him. She buried to many things and while she was skilled at burying loneliness and regret, she was very bad at hiding other emotions. She had very little practice with them.

She wondered where they would stay or live. She didn't know if the forest was a good place for her now. She felt displaced from it. Like it was close but also very far away. It hurt to think to long about so she pushed the thoughts away.

Freya hummed softly and waved a dismissive hand as she pushed herself up to stand. She wobbled a little bit and quickly stepped away from the edge of the cliff when she felt she might fall. "It's just a cut, I'll be fine. Besides, I haven't been carrying my backpack with me." Which was odd for her but she felt comfortable enough with Thorfinn that she hadn't needed it. "What is your idea?"