Maybe Ragnar was overconfident, there was certainly no shortage arrogance, but he also recognized his own arrogance and confidence as stupidity (at least when it came to anything that regarded the safety of his family); but he was skilled at using it to his own advantage. For everything about him that was to others so “bad” his love and loyalty to his family was probably his one redeeming thing. Ragnar was not a villain but he certainly wasn’t a hero, and he understood this and frankly, had never tried to paint himself as something he was not. He felt no shame in his culture or his actions and would never apologize for them. If they wanted rid of him Pump knew exactly how to do it, in which case Ragnar would take his with him when he left. It was as simple as that. “I don’t need to know,” He contradicted her, smirking at her in wicked amusement. “Do you not think there are others ways to break you?” There were many. He could break her physically too, though it was not as lasting as an emotional break it was still painful.
“Do you honestly think Pump would have given it to me if I had not worked for it?” Ragnar had no qualms earning his place as he had likely proven to Pump on numerous occasions. Sure, he had asked for the Beta rank but he thought it was fair that he earned it, working himself restlessly to do so. He found the fact that she continued to hold him at bay annoying but until she gave him a solid and definite answer there was little he could do. He only wished if she intended to give it to someone over him she would tell him so he could put his preparations into action.
