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Mercury offered his foster sister a smile, cringing a little on the inside at the consideration of what kind of blood sacrifice it would take to get Ragnar to not only accept it but actually call him by it. It was a conflict of mythologies, but Mercury enjoyed collecting them as potential stories; and Mercury was past the point of caring enough to let Ragnar temper (or bully) him into being what the Jarl thought was an acceptable son. Whether Ragnar accepted it or not Mercury had no real intentions of staying in the Bay. “Safe travels, Junior. I hope everything goes well for you.” Mercury told his foster sister, offering her a quiet nod when she encouraged him to find the courage that he wasn't sure he had to confront Ragnar about this whole thing. It was measurably worse because Ragnar was currently away on an Outrider mission and it would be a couple of days maybe a week until the head of the Lodbrok family returned to them. Which meant Mercury had plenty of time to consider what he was going to say which made his anxiety spike a little. When Junior disappeared out of sight Mercury headed back towards the Bay, his walk slow and distracted as he considered how to best approach his mother about it figuring he would talk to her about it, first.