Bitterroot Valley you give out the glory of heaven, you give out the pain that is hell.

gleipnir's misunderstanding of what she means, of why she wishes to learn to fight is quickly cleared up. there is notable distress in her voice as she assures him, her teeth moving to a gentle grooming, the press of her body against his own feeling like she means to make it tighter, were such a thing possible. the berserker does find reassurance in her words, in the actions that accompany them. and though he isn't usually glad to be wrong in this instance he is very glad to have misunderstood what she meant. sakh — he murmurs her name.

i stay. for now it is his turn to reassure her. i stay. he repeats for good measure. i teach to fight. he agrees, having already acknowledged that there wasn't anything he would deny her.