Stone Circle Bein veiði

Oh! He spoke! The thought inspired guilt as soon as it had fully formed; Bjarna spoke too, of course, but it wasn't the same. You — we speak the same language! It felt awkward putting it that way, especially since she had only just learned from Lestan that she'd been phrasing it wrong, but there was no other way to say it without being insensitive.
Bjarna brought me here, She added by way of explanation. But he'd asked a question, hadn't he? He'd even smiled at her. That made her heart flutter a little, as it had with Bjarna. I... I have a lot of questions. Everything is so different here. I didn't even know what a pack was until a few days ago. I'm still not sure I understand it. We're supposed to stay here, right? Is it bad if we leave? She didn't know if she could cope with that kind of rule. But she would wait for his answer. Maybe it was all more reasonable than it seemed right now.