"Sweet Freyja save me from this land of barbarians."

"You're," sob, "such a dick."

"How are you feeling?"

She shrugs and takes a sip of her hot chocolate. Her second hot chocolate, she really liked it when she tried it.

"I'll take that as a positive."

"Do whatever you want."

"I will!"

Snort.

"Do you want me to leave? Would—"

"No," she says instantly. "—I mean, don't stay if you have shit to do, but…"

"Got it. I'll stay."

She nods into her hot chocolate.

…man that must've messed her up real bad. She's barely even biting his head off. That's downright affectionate, for her.

There is a sudden noise from the door that suggests someone just tried to slam it open and was foiled by the lock.

Astrid jumps nearly out of her skin and stares at it (but she manages not to spill any hot chocolate).

Vallynn rolls his eyes and telekinetically unlocks the door.

"Ruin my dramatic entrance, why don't you," grumbles a girl in a sand-coloured robe with fluffy sleeves.

"...Magnhild?"

"No, it's her identical twin sister, Hildmagn."

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm sure if you try hard and believe in yourself you'll figure it out," she says, walking into the room and closing the door behind herself.

Well it's obvious, isn't it. She looks at Vallynn in a way that can only be described as "venomously".

He grins and shrugs.

"She looks fine, though, do you know how expensive it was to come here from Juno?"

"Not more expensive than my resurrection point."