"Norse? Is that what you call your langugage? I do not speak it, no. Many others do not know that tongue, either." He tilted his head slightly in a curious manner, "I can see that, for the common language here is English, no?" he said. "Though I have heard similar words uttered now and again. There might be a few around these parts who share it. Many travel through here." He smiled, so there might be Scandinavians here but something had changed in his thoughts. He knew how to speak the common tongue so why did he need to find one that spoke Norse?
He watched, cerulean gaze calculating as she closed the distance between them and reached out to sniff his pelt. He dipped his head to her and touched his nose to her cheek before withdrawing. "What bring you this way? Aren't you far from your origin?" He watched the distant horizon for a moment before smiling. "I am far from my former home, am I not? I seek knowledge and I wish to learn about other cultures and lands. Also, my dishonorable father has kicked me out of the pack because he fears that I will take the title of Jarl." he said, scoffing slightly at the word Jarl.
He did not think it was rather weird for him to mention that when they barely knew each other. To him, it was the past and it no longer mattered to him so he didn't mind telling others.
"You do not smell like a loner, you are from a pack are you not?"