Stone Circle Say it to me

At all given moments, he rejected numerous ideas, each with their own holdings and each that he could find no bearings.

He didn't answer- no, not at first. Instead, only stared and watched Gunnar ring it through his mind. All of it, quite frankly, still hurt his own head. It certainly would disturb Gunnar's.

In disgust at the series of events, the stress of it all and its sickly amount of needed thought, he scrunched his nose and stared at it. Like an awkward, fidgeting young boy. 

"Yeah." He mumbled, looking away before his head nodded back over. "Yeah, I guess I can." His eyes squinted. "Not like I have much of a choice. But Kvarsheim doesn't need you going and gettin' your head lopped off the map either." How much more danger was this going to cause?