The eye-roll was a tiny victory for him. And as one still keeping score, that meant a lot when she was still in the lead on him. Maybe that was half of why he had already fallen for her. She was stronger in most ways, and even if she had been broken she still pushed on, she still lived her life. She was beautiful even while broken. "As long as your sure." He muttered.

He liked showers he longer he was in the world, he showered once every few days but Saturdays he'd steal the tub for a an hour or two and clean himself better. Only on Saturdays.

Thorfinn wasn't the type to, but the idea had hit him so he planned to do it, if only to make her feel a little better, he didn't count on the tiny pup outrunning them both, but he took off fast as Sylvi followed, the two moving quiick as could be. Though he could hear Freya he choose not to call back so not to wind himself, it was only after some distiance he started to make himself slow down.