Stone Circle how beautiful it is to find someone who asks for nothing but your company.

Tréheim. That was it. He remembered fondly Tauris teaching him the word and laughing at him when he mispronounced it repeatedly. It was to be their new resting place. With a twinge of guilt, Fig thought of how little help he'd been thus far in setting it up. He reminded himself that it was Skáld's project, though, and Fig had no desire to take it from him. He assumed it meant a great deal for the boy to do this for the family himself.

"That's great news," Fig said with a smile, "The little ones are getting less little by the day. I'm sure they'll appreciate having more space to tear apart." He considered the last then. Bedding was needed, it seemed. He stayed quiet to let Skáld elaborate.