Stavanger Bay All that glitters

I think this is a good place to wrap this one up. :-) we can have another when I'm back from moving? :-)

Ragnar said nothing to Thistle's observation that Beric and Claire had been friends previous to her captivity. He wasn't sure if that was supposed to mean something to him or not and spared her the harsh words of reality that he did not care because he knew his wife was a smart woman and could figure it out without him speaking it. He didn't care. Their friendship was irrelevant in the face of her crime. It was just that simple to Ragnar, and if their friendship was supposed to appeal to whatever shred of humane nature Ragnar possessed it was the wrong consideration to make. It was obvious that Ragnar wouldn't care about it, and would, if a friend had committed a severe crime against his pack, have wanted them apprehended. He would have executed himself were it severe enough: even Floki. Ragnar had killed his older brother, flesh and blood, for a mixture of selfish reasons and for betraying him and Eitri. It went without saying if Ragnar could kill his own brother he could kill anyone regardless of their relationship to him of that was what it took. He had no intentions of killing Claire, but that wasn't exactly the point.

He held no trepidation towards doing what others feared to do. Perhaps it set him apart as a monster but where Ragnar had came from it was survive or die, kill or be killed. A much harsher world whose harsh views were as much apart of him as his own lungs were. To seperate them from him was impossible and would require nothing less than his death.

For another stretch of moments Ragnar was silent still, ghosting a step to the left knowing he still had to figure out when he would confront Yores, yet again, but that in the meantime he had lessons to keep with the children. "You do not have to leave the Bay. It might be safer for you to remain. I am going to her." Thistle could do what she wanted, of course, he was just giving her another option. He did not consider needing back up because even if it did turn ugly he knew he could take her. Without a further word he closed the distance between them and places a kiss on her brow before he turned and left heading to the den to collect the children for their lesson.