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His posture did not cease; Njal would remain penitent until such time that he felt such efforts would no longer be needed. When Fox calmly responded he felt his nerves ease slightly, his body become less rigid. He gave a small nod of acceptance to her statement. "I wish your meeting could have been better." Was all he had to say to her, then. The man shifted his weight, and then slipped in to a seated position upon the soil next to her - near her shoulders. He loomed without meaning to, but still looked away from her, and towards the snow in the distance. "She will work hard for you." A quiet promise. A truth which he knew Proudheart would act upon.

"Do you dislike me, for what I did?" Njal asked a moment later; not really wanting an answer yet, he was unable to hold back the urge to ask. As difficult as their last conversation was, Njal could not imagine having Fox as an enemy. They weren't outright enemies by any imagining - she was in power, and had dropped him in rank, which was all. But Njal did not want any negativity between them.