Somewhere in the darkness shines a little light on a blue horizon

And anyway, who wants to hear lots of stories about some nerd? Osprey laughed, feeling a bit guilty for having fun at Charon's expense, wondering, whether she had been the same way (little regard to the moral of stories told and real life) during her youth. She knew that it was a common mistake to think that you as a kid were better than the kids nowadays, overlooking all the trouble your parents had gone through to raise you into a decent person you were now. Sadly there was no one left to ask - her parents deceased, her older siblings living far away. She doubted that Peregrine would be a reliable source of information either.

"Well... I have not seen many un-real vikings..." Osprey appeared to consider her young friend's proposal long and hard - brow furrowed, expression serious and all - just to give him a bit of tension too. When it felt that it was enough "thinking" she nodded and said: "Fire away! Or whatever is that vikings say, when they want things to happen, move on..."