will get what you deserve

Týr waited in patience for Njal’s answer, expression turning thoughtful when the older man confirmed that he had buried and built the monument by himself. “It is impressive work for having done it all on your own,” Týr contradicted in softened tones, afraid to speak much louder so near the grave of the previous leader, despite that the young Viking had not known her. When Njal spoke of maintenance Týr considered offering up some of his time to look after the burial mound, but refrained from speaking his consideration aloud. He would come by and check up on it daily fixing anything that had gone wrong with it without speaking to Njal about it. Sometimes Týr found, things were better left anonymous. Týr spared a last, thoughtful glance at the burial mound before he turned his attention to Njal in full once more, listening to the words the other spoke. “I have taken up enough of your time,” The young Viking paused. “Thank you for showing me around, but I think I can find my way from here.” Týr told Njal, bowing his head deeply in a form of submission and companionship.

He would not take up any more of Njal's time, if the ivory man had other, more pressing things to do.