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While it was reassuring to learn that Slancio was not personally bothered by the female's behavior the fact of the matter that Kjalarr had been and it was part of his job to enforce the hierarchy, to enforce the laws that Caiaphas had set for them to abide by. “Hunger is no excuse. We are all hungry.” Despite the hunger that the two males also experienced they had acted how pack mates were expected to act towards one another. While he could (and would not) speak for Slancio, Kjalarr himself did not treat the subordinates of Saltwinter with the coldness they'd been displayed and thus far Slancio had not shown any hostility nor coldness towards Kjalarr and there was no doubt in the Viking's mind that the other male was just as hungry as they all were.

A low grunt left the Viking as the other male attempted to assuage him and assure him that he needn't get Caiaphas involved — not unless it got worse. But disrespect and insubordination was a capital offense to the proud Loðbrok and he did not (clearly) tolerate it well. “Yes, she should.” Kjalarr agreed grimly but let the matter drop with a slow shake of his head and a low snort. “So,” Kjalarr broached. “I know your name,” He gave a soft pause and continued with, “but that's the extent of my knowledge. Where do you hail from? Are there any trades you're interested in working towards?” Admittedly, Kjalarr didn't know much about how one went about getting to know another but figured the basic questions would have to do, for the moment: and of course he expected them to be reiterated back at him.