will get what you deserve

"Sveinn," Njal parroted quietly, with a tiny quirk of his head. It was rare for anyone to speak the northern languages in this place, at least as far as he was aware. It warmed his heart to know that the teachings of his distant family were not all forgotten. The boy continued to speak and Njal let a small smile appear upon his face, as he settled to his haunches. "You do not look like a boy to me." He commented next, with a small chuff.

"I can show you the borderline if you would like," The man offered with a little shrug, as he got to his paws again - revealing little about himself so far. "Or I can help you find a site for a den, if you need help with that." Maybe he was pushing a little hard? Njal was pleased to have found someone with such a familiarity, even if he was young and new to the lands. He was eager to help the new recruit if such was needed. "Are you hungry?" Njal questioned next, without giving him too much time to respond to any one question - and then gave him a sheepish look, realizing how interrogative he was being. The foolish man really needed to get out and meet more wolves to get over his social awkwardness, clearly.