Thorfinn ran as fast as his legs would take him until he had slowed to give her a bit of leeway to get further. Seeing her hair flowing around her as she ran past him his lips quirked into a bit of a smile. It was beautiful to see the spun gold shimmer in the sunlight. To see how fast she could move without shoes, without anything but herself to hold her back.

He ran for speed.

She ran for freedom.

He wanted her to remember she was still free even if they were captive in this place.

He watched her go until his lungs started to burn only then did he stop, calling out to her. "Don't push yourself to hard!" He called loud, but he didn't want to discourage her, she was used to being more, he didn't want her hurt, but also didn't want her feeling like less.