Letters from No One [IC-Joining]

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The woman answered that she had, indeed, been apart of Horizon Ridge. This made Ragnar wonder why she had left them, though he had had his moments when he had not been necessarily happy at the Ridge, either from a dispute of opinion between Pump and himself or his general dislike of the scarred territory to begin with he had never thought about just up and disappearing. He had, intended, at one point, to break away from Pump but that had been before. "Yes," Came the Viking’s response to her first question, a breath drawn between his answers as he attempted to puzzle out her following words though it was becoming a little easier from hearing her speak consistently. "Three. Two boys and one girl. Ein, Tveir, and Átta." He gave their numbers because it was what they were called (except for he had named the girl in secret). Ragnar shifted his weight then, weighing the options that were present to him, wondering if she had been looking to return to Horizon Ridge. The Ridge was gone but if she sought a home he considered accepting her, if that was what she was after truly. "I am curious," Ragnar began with a trademark coy smirk tugging at the edges of his lips. "Why did you leave?" He did not know if she had told Pump she was leaving or not, mostly because he hadn’t really known her, but still. If she could not offer him loyalty and alliance (and it went without saying dedication) then he had nothing to offer her, in turn.