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Tveir continued his poking at Ragnar’s side though each prod into the thick muscles that lined the man’s body began to become less enthusiastic the more Ragnar acted to be oblivious to it. He could not snap at the child to stop his curious prodding, even if it annoyed Ragnar a bit to have his side continuously assaulted by the Second Born’s cool, wet nose because he understood it was how the child would learn. And the last thing that Ragnar wanted to do was to stifle curiosity. He, himself, was an extremely curious creature, sharing that with the Allfather who was his primary and favorite God. Curiousity of the world around them, Ragnar believed, was something to be nurtured. He wanted his children to question things, and strive to find answers however they went about doing it. Eventually, Tveir decided that Átta seemed more appealing and gave up on his assault of the Viking man to toddle to his little sister who had fell backwards as if to discourage the youngest boy’s approach. Ragnar watched them for a brief moment out of the corner of his eye before he glimpsed towards Ein who appeared to be asleep cuddle against Thistle making tiny little noises in his sleep. A soft smile was exchanged with his wife before he turned his head to watch the younger two children, ready to intervene if it appeared as if Gyda wanted assistance.