Stone Circle And the tears of people ran together

The bone of a stag. He was impressed. "It is very pretty," He said, though something about it still haunted him slightly. Perhaps it was because it was a relic, a remained of something gone long ago. A talisman, perhaps, as it carried some importance to Bjarna- and thus, likely had some hold over her affections. He felt both very curious about it and wary about it all at once, but not wanting to offend his sister, he did not ask those questions. 

Instead, he blinked as she asked him about how he'd got out to the stone circle. "I...I had a bad dream." He said, with a weak tone. "It....It left me very sad. Scared. I saw something...I've never seen before." He admitted, and looked up at Bjarna, his eyes troubled and ears turned back.