Arianna stayed knelt for a long time. her hand placed over her left arm holding the bandage in place as if to make sure it would not start bleeding out down her arm again. She watched the side of her house waiting.. unable to really hear any of what was going on over there. She kept quiet so as not to stir up the pack brothers in the hut.
Vida had stood in tense silence with her back to the hut since they'd gotten there... her gaze pointed in the same direction as Arianna's, remaining practically statue-still with her arms folded tightly across her chest. She likely said nothing for however long they waited.
Sunthor stood silently as his mind was at odds to what to think about Nanna. He reached into his pouch and pulled out his pipe and then stuck it into his mouth. His eyes randomly focusing on the ground, to the hut, over to Arianna then Vida, and repeating back to the ground. All the while he had forgotten to light the pipe.
Ásbjörn Ahlberg would approach the group, pip clenched in his mouth puffing gently upon it as he walked. When he arrived at the group, he would nod his head to them and move to stand behind Vida, his large hand gently coming to rest on her shoulder. "I have finished speaking with your captive...and we have come to an arrangement..."
Arianna heard the footsteps and turned to see who or what was walking up from behind the hut. When she saw Asbjorn she stood still holding her arm and shifted from one foot to the next. "And that arrangement is?" she asked quietly, her eyes glancing to the hut before settling back on him once she was sure the brothers had not been woken yet.
Vida slowly moved her focus toward Ásbjörn as he approached, making no movement to shy from his hand. Instead, she turned her head enough to look between the three of them. She had nothing to add; Arianna had asked the question that would have been on the tip of her tongue.
Sunthor broke out of his state of mind as he heard something coming close. He looked over towards the direction and seen the male moving towards Vida. He reached and pulled the pipe out of his mouth as he spoke then over to Arianna then back towards the male. Waiting to hear the outcome of the meeting.
Ásbjörn Ahlberg nods as he took another pull from his pipe, then let the smoke slowly exit seep through his nostrils and lips. "She said she will help... but... only if she can heal Sunthor first... I told her that it could be arranged...under the stipulation that she prepares the cure with my observation, using my reagents...and that if I do not possess something she needs, she will tell me where and how to get it.. this way I can make sure the cure is indeed a cure, and that she's not planning anything else... I also told her that if indeed she tries anything...then I will leave her to this pack's judgement.." He'd take another pull and hold the breath, then slowly let it out. "I also said...that if the cure worked...she would be let go with no further harm..."
Arianna turned her head to look at Sunthor for a moment then back to Asbjorn as he spoke. When he was finished.. or seemed to be she removed her hand from her arm and moved closer. "One.. Sunthor is not ill.. Two.. I will make sure it is the cure on my packs own behalf by taking it myself. Three.. Though I respect and thank you for what you've done and that you've talked to her.. You are in no position to decide weather or not she goes free. Weather she cures all or just kills me.. it is up to the pack weather or not she stands a greater threat to us caged or set free to collect her clan against us." She crossed her arms under her chest watching him carefully. Not speaking of 'judgment' just yet. "I accept the ideal of having her make the cure in front of you.. but being Sunthor is not actually sick.. I will be the one taking the 'cure' she provides to be absolutely sure my pack will be safe."
Vida unfolded one of her arms to wordlessly place her hand atop his if she could - likely a silent 'thank you.' She didn't speak initially, but when she did, it was more than likely a reminder. "Then... while it was perhaps clever to convince her at the time that he was, we'll have to tell her the truth on that much. She shows a particular amount of care for Sunthor and I guess she simply does not want to see him suffer..." Her brow furrowed. Between what she had absorbed before coming to the village and what she was hearing now... she had to stop to think. Her own opinion, after that, was spoken quietly - almost as a murmur. "I for one am open to avoiding further harm to her, assuming she cooperates and does not bring further harm to this clan..."
Sunthor thought for a moment as he looked down at the ground after the others had finished speaking. He thought for how different Nanna had seem to be than how she used to be when they were young. He felt a distance between them as she seemed unrecognizable to him now. Then he thought of his pack and the alpha bringing him. Giving him that feeling of respect and loyalty that he never had in the Blood clan. He thought to himself on the situation that was discussed before he would look up towards the others. "Make her seem like she is going to cure me first if she holds truth to her words and make it in front of me then someone take it when she has finished to give to Arianna." He looked over to Vida. "We know how deceitful the Blood clan can be."
Ásbjörn Ahlberg listened and furrowed his brow as he puffed thoughtfully on his pipe. "I do not presume to run this pack or be a part of it, Arianna... that is your duty... however I find it disturbing that both sides seem to think deceit will benefit, when clearly it will not... what do you think will happen when she sees for herself that Sunthor is not sick? What assurance of safety does she have, when all she has been shown is lies? If it were I in her position... I would not help unless I had the utmost certainty in my own preservation... mayhaps... honesty and trust amongst kin can produce more than trying to outwit and deceive..." He'd take a few more puffs on his pipe then grunts. "If indeed...it is a cure...I recommend Sunthor taking it... would it then not make him immune anyways? That way...she feels she has not been cheated.. then I can replicate the cure for the rest of the pack." He'd clear his nose and push his thumb into the bowl of his pipe to snuff it out, then turn it upside down to tap out the ashes. "But then again... I'm just an old hermit who's never had to lead before... the choice of action is yours, Alpha... all I can do is give my advice...whether or not it's heeded is another matter entirely."
Arianna listened to Vida for a moment and before she herself could counter or speak, Sunthor spoke. Her eyes turned looking at him for a long moment. His words seemed more directed to Vida than to the rest of them and it caused her to reconsider her own thoughts for a moment. Even while Asbjorn spoke she seemed focused on Sunthor. At the end she turned to him. "And if it is not the cure.. what if she has decided Sunthor is better off dead? Who's head will that lay on late at night? What do we do then? Shrug our shoulders while a brother lays on the ground dead? Stare at her and ask her 'pretty please?' while two of our other brothers continue to suffer and rot before our eyes?" She shook her head. "At most.. deceive her till Sunthor has the cure within his hands.. then hold her back.. What can she do after that? Besides throw a tantrum?" She digs into her pouch and pulls out an iron key and holds it up. She looks at the key for a long time then turns to look at her hut. "I did not want anyone to die.. I still do not." she glances at Sunthor. "But whatever this .. girl chooses to do... that will decide her fate.. I will not risk my pack members life on the possibility of her playing a game." she turns and starts to walk for the cage. Then pauses and turns back to Asbjorn. "She trusts you... and.. I do not trust myself right now not to harm her... will you?" she asks holding up the key.
Vida looked to Sunthor with a slow and thoughtful nod. Talk of deceit caused her to let out a hollow huff, almost as if she was amused. Almost. "Mm... which is why there was no remorse felt on my part when it was used against them..." Her voice trailed off with a hint of uncertainty. "... But her fear was genuine when it came down to it. She's ... pretty young, isn't she?" As the question came forth, she looked toward Sunthor, likely having directed it to him. Someone somewhere had gotten through to her enough to regain some semblance of sympathy or understanding - or at least the beginnings of it. As Asbjorn spoke, her attention turned toward him, then to Arianna apprehensively. She waited until she'd heard both of them before she said anything else. "Arianna has a point. We had to use dishonesty to bring them forth to begin with, else we may have never even seen them..." Her brow furrowed, and she looked toward him over her shoulder in silent question as the key was more or less offered to him.
Sunthor shook his head at Vida. "No, she is but only a couple years young than I but I can still see that young girl she once was." His attention turned towards the male as he spoke and thought to himself for a moment if maybe it should be him instead to take the cure. He wasn't sure himself what that would happen. As he continued to listen to the male, he caught Arianna's stare and moved his gaze over to her. Looking at her eyes he gave a slight nod and the thought he had went away. He continued to look at her as she spoke towards the male. His attention adverted towards the male as Arianna offered Asbjorn the key.
Ásbjörn Ahlberg would look at the key and then to Arianna. "That's why I suggest I watch her, using my own reagents... I know my herbs and stores and what they can do. She won't be able to make anything that will harm as long as I'm the one providing it..." He'd take the key in hand then look at it in his palm. "However...if by some chance she does indeed manage to harm... then at least I will know how to cure it myself... I keep nothing in my possession that I do not know how to remedy...and... if my thoughts on this are correct... then if she will not cure...than I can..." He'd close his hand around the key then look to the three. "But I wish to give her a chance first... all deserve a chance to redeem themselves... and all deserve justice... if Sunthor is correct and she can be as she once was, as he remembers her... then perhaps being away from her poisonous clan will help to remedy the poison in her soul... it worked for Vida...did it not?" He'd then bow his head to the group. "Alpha....." Turning he'd begin the slow trudge to his den to gather the travel satchel that kept his herbs and oils for healing...
Arianna could not help but give a weak smile. She took a deep breath as he was speaking.. but when he mentioned Vida she nodded. "Thank you bear, for reminding me of my father's ways." She said looking at Vida. She gave a soft nod back to Asbjorn and turned to look at Sunthor a moment. "I leave your sister's judgment to you." she said softly. "I will do my best to quell the beast inside for a bit longer." She gave him a meaningful look then moved closer to the hut to peer in at the sleeping Vetis. She frowned slightly.. he was thinner, more gaunt looking than she remembered seeing him the night before.. 'Please shadow brother.. hang in there.' She thought.
Vida raised her eyebrows, but she nodded at Sunthor's response. "I see..." One of her arms remained crossed, her other hand bending up to rub at the side of her face as she thought to herself and started to look toward Asbjorn before he mentioned her. At that, she abruptly looked away and down instead, frowning to herself both at mention of her own cleansed 'poison'... and as Arianna mentioned her father. While she noted both Asbjorn's brief departure to his den and Arianna's movement to the hut, she looked at no one by then and instead seemed to be 'content' to wait to see what happened next. She waited a moment before taking a few slow steps to one side near the porch of the hut. For the time being, she said nothing.
Sunthor listened as the male spoke and would nod to him as the male bowed. He thought over Asbjorn's words as he reached up scratched at his beard. He thought to himself that maybe Nanna has a chance for her to change her ways. The thought was short has he noticed Arianna had turned towards him. He kept quiet after she had spoke and would look at her straight in the eyes and nod to her that he understood. He watched her as she went to the hut and he would suddenly tilt his head to the side as he would notice the blood seeping through her bandage as a bead of blood trickled down and around part way on her arm. He quietly moved closer to her. "We need to redress that again." he said softly. Not wanting to disturb her as she looked through the window of the hut.
Ásbjörn Ahlberg returns from his den, the pack slung over his lower back. He'd look to the three and clear his throat. "I was thinking on the way to my den..." He began. "That... perhaps Sunthor come with me to the cage... that way we can't give her reason to not get started..." Kneeling down he'd unsling his pack then reach into it and pull out two small leather bound poultices. "I made these for Vetis and Ludo... it's what I think will help them heal... way I see it..if it works..they're saved...if not... well then at least it will ease them..." He'd then toss them towards Arianna before picking the pack back up. "Well then....shall we?"
Arianna looked down at her arm when Sunthor mentioned the wound. She had not noticed it then shook her head at his suggestion. "It can wait." she said softly. She then turned and listened as Asbjorn came back. She gave a soft nod then looked to Sunthor for a moment to see if he agreed with the bear's thought. When the poultices were tossed she moved to catch them to keep anything from touching the ground or even the deck. She looked through the window to see if anything caused Vetis to stir... and nothing.. her brows knitted together and she moved closer to the window, looking at Ludo's cot.. nothing. She waited a moment then tapped her finger upon the window, just loud enough to possibly be heard by either.
Vida either pretended not to hear or truly didn't hear the two speak on the porch. She didn't look up again until she heard Asbjorn return, her brows knitting. Her attention shifted from Arianna, to Sunthor, and finally back to Asbjorn. She still didn't say much - just a simple "I hope it goes well..." But... something in Arianna's behavior caused her to look on closely. And as she watched the tapping of her finger, she turned to look on more intently, a look of worry suddenly painting her face. She waited to see if Sunthor moved to head off with Asbjorn before she moved any closer to the hut, not wanting to crowd them too terribly.
Vetis Bruun could hear muffled voices but did not stir. The tapping on the window caused shooting pain through his head.. but again.. he did not move other than his eyes opening. From Ludo's perspective.. he might not be able to see much of Vetis' face or eyes.. the still possibly causing him to look dead. His breathing shallow.. as that was the only way he could breath now without coughing up blood.
Sunthor nodded to Arianna as she refused his suggestion. He turned towards the male as he had returned and listened as he spoke. As the male mentioned that he go with him, he would look back to Arianna and nod in agreement to it. He would look back at the male and nod. "Lets get this done."
Ásbjörn Ahlberg sniffs to clear his nose then nods with a gruff "hmm" before turning with Sunthor to go tend to the business at hand.
Vida had stood in tense silence with her back to the hut since they'd gotten there... her gaze pointed in the same direction as Arianna's, remaining practically statue-still with her arms folded tightly across her chest. She likely said nothing for however long they waited.
Sunthor stood silently as his mind was at odds to what to think about Nanna. He reached into his pouch and pulled out his pipe and then stuck it into his mouth. His eyes randomly focusing on the ground, to the hut, over to Arianna then Vida, and repeating back to the ground. All the while he had forgotten to light the pipe.
Ásbjörn Ahlberg would approach the group, pip clenched in his mouth puffing gently upon it as he walked. When he arrived at the group, he would nod his head to them and move to stand behind Vida, his large hand gently coming to rest on her shoulder. "I have finished speaking with your captive...and we have come to an arrangement..."
Arianna heard the footsteps and turned to see who or what was walking up from behind the hut. When she saw Asbjorn she stood still holding her arm and shifted from one foot to the next. "And that arrangement is?" she asked quietly, her eyes glancing to the hut before settling back on him once she was sure the brothers had not been woken yet.
Vida slowly moved her focus toward Ásbjörn as he approached, making no movement to shy from his hand. Instead, she turned her head enough to look between the three of them. She had nothing to add; Arianna had asked the question that would have been on the tip of her tongue.
Sunthor broke out of his state of mind as he heard something coming close. He looked over towards the direction and seen the male moving towards Vida. He reached and pulled the pipe out of his mouth as he spoke then over to Arianna then back towards the male. Waiting to hear the outcome of the meeting.
Ásbjörn Ahlberg nods as he took another pull from his pipe, then let the smoke slowly exit seep through his nostrils and lips. "She said she will help... but... only if she can heal Sunthor first... I told her that it could be arranged...under the stipulation that she prepares the cure with my observation, using my reagents...and that if I do not possess something she needs, she will tell me where and how to get it.. this way I can make sure the cure is indeed a cure, and that she's not planning anything else... I also told her that if indeed she tries anything...then I will leave her to this pack's judgement.." He'd take another pull and hold the breath, then slowly let it out. "I also said...that if the cure worked...she would be let go with no further harm..."
Arianna turned her head to look at Sunthor for a moment then back to Asbjorn as he spoke. When he was finished.. or seemed to be she removed her hand from her arm and moved closer. "One.. Sunthor is not ill.. Two.. I will make sure it is the cure on my packs own behalf by taking it myself. Three.. Though I respect and thank you for what you've done and that you've talked to her.. You are in no position to decide weather or not she goes free. Weather she cures all or just kills me.. it is up to the pack weather or not she stands a greater threat to us caged or set free to collect her clan against us." She crossed her arms under her chest watching him carefully. Not speaking of 'judgment' just yet. "I accept the ideal of having her make the cure in front of you.. but being Sunthor is not actually sick.. I will be the one taking the 'cure' she provides to be absolutely sure my pack will be safe."
Vida unfolded one of her arms to wordlessly place her hand atop his if she could - likely a silent 'thank you.' She didn't speak initially, but when she did, it was more than likely a reminder. "Then... while it was perhaps clever to convince her at the time that he was, we'll have to tell her the truth on that much. She shows a particular amount of care for Sunthor and I guess she simply does not want to see him suffer..." Her brow furrowed. Between what she had absorbed before coming to the village and what she was hearing now... she had to stop to think. Her own opinion, after that, was spoken quietly - almost as a murmur. "I for one am open to avoiding further harm to her, assuming she cooperates and does not bring further harm to this clan..."
Sunthor thought for a moment as he looked down at the ground after the others had finished speaking. He thought for how different Nanna had seem to be than how she used to be when they were young. He felt a distance between them as she seemed unrecognizable to him now. Then he thought of his pack and the alpha bringing him. Giving him that feeling of respect and loyalty that he never had in the Blood clan. He thought to himself on the situation that was discussed before he would look up towards the others. "Make her seem like she is going to cure me first if she holds truth to her words and make it in front of me then someone take it when she has finished to give to Arianna." He looked over to Vida. "We know how deceitful the Blood clan can be."
Ásbjörn Ahlberg listened and furrowed his brow as he puffed thoughtfully on his pipe. "I do not presume to run this pack or be a part of it, Arianna... that is your duty... however I find it disturbing that both sides seem to think deceit will benefit, when clearly it will not... what do you think will happen when she sees for herself that Sunthor is not sick? What assurance of safety does she have, when all she has been shown is lies? If it were I in her position... I would not help unless I had the utmost certainty in my own preservation... mayhaps... honesty and trust amongst kin can produce more than trying to outwit and deceive..." He'd take a few more puffs on his pipe then grunts. "If indeed...it is a cure...I recommend Sunthor taking it... would it then not make him immune anyways? That way...she feels she has not been cheated.. then I can replicate the cure for the rest of the pack." He'd clear his nose and push his thumb into the bowl of his pipe to snuff it out, then turn it upside down to tap out the ashes. "But then again... I'm just an old hermit who's never had to lead before... the choice of action is yours, Alpha... all I can do is give my advice...whether or not it's heeded is another matter entirely."
Arianna listened to Vida for a moment and before she herself could counter or speak, Sunthor spoke. Her eyes turned looking at him for a long moment. His words seemed more directed to Vida than to the rest of them and it caused her to reconsider her own thoughts for a moment. Even while Asbjorn spoke she seemed focused on Sunthor. At the end she turned to him. "And if it is not the cure.. what if she has decided Sunthor is better off dead? Who's head will that lay on late at night? What do we do then? Shrug our shoulders while a brother lays on the ground dead? Stare at her and ask her 'pretty please?' while two of our other brothers continue to suffer and rot before our eyes?" She shook her head. "At most.. deceive her till Sunthor has the cure within his hands.. then hold her back.. What can she do after that? Besides throw a tantrum?" She digs into her pouch and pulls out an iron key and holds it up. She looks at the key for a long time then turns to look at her hut. "I did not want anyone to die.. I still do not." she glances at Sunthor. "But whatever this .. girl chooses to do... that will decide her fate.. I will not risk my pack members life on the possibility of her playing a game." she turns and starts to walk for the cage. Then pauses and turns back to Asbjorn. "She trusts you... and.. I do not trust myself right now not to harm her... will you?" she asks holding up the key.
Vida looked to Sunthor with a slow and thoughtful nod. Talk of deceit caused her to let out a hollow huff, almost as if she was amused. Almost. "Mm... which is why there was no remorse felt on my part when it was used against them..." Her voice trailed off with a hint of uncertainty. "... But her fear was genuine when it came down to it. She's ... pretty young, isn't she?" As the question came forth, she looked toward Sunthor, likely having directed it to him. Someone somewhere had gotten through to her enough to regain some semblance of sympathy or understanding - or at least the beginnings of it. As Asbjorn spoke, her attention turned toward him, then to Arianna apprehensively. She waited until she'd heard both of them before she said anything else. "Arianna has a point. We had to use dishonesty to bring them forth to begin with, else we may have never even seen them..." Her brow furrowed, and she looked toward him over her shoulder in silent question as the key was more or less offered to him.
Sunthor shook his head at Vida. "No, she is but only a couple years young than I but I can still see that young girl she once was." His attention turned towards the male as he spoke and thought to himself for a moment if maybe it should be him instead to take the cure. He wasn't sure himself what that would happen. As he continued to listen to the male, he caught Arianna's stare and moved his gaze over to her. Looking at her eyes he gave a slight nod and the thought he had went away. He continued to look at her as she spoke towards the male. His attention adverted towards the male as Arianna offered Asbjorn the key.
Ásbjörn Ahlberg would look at the key and then to Arianna. "That's why I suggest I watch her, using my own reagents... I know my herbs and stores and what they can do. She won't be able to make anything that will harm as long as I'm the one providing it..." He'd take the key in hand then look at it in his palm. "However...if by some chance she does indeed manage to harm... then at least I will know how to cure it myself... I keep nothing in my possession that I do not know how to remedy...and... if my thoughts on this are correct... then if she will not cure...than I can..." He'd close his hand around the key then look to the three. "But I wish to give her a chance first... all deserve a chance to redeem themselves... and all deserve justice... if Sunthor is correct and she can be as she once was, as he remembers her... then perhaps being away from her poisonous clan will help to remedy the poison in her soul... it worked for Vida...did it not?" He'd then bow his head to the group. "Alpha....." Turning he'd begin the slow trudge to his den to gather the travel satchel that kept his herbs and oils for healing...
Arianna could not help but give a weak smile. She took a deep breath as he was speaking.. but when he mentioned Vida she nodded. "Thank you bear, for reminding me of my father's ways." She said looking at Vida. She gave a soft nod back to Asbjorn and turned to look at Sunthor a moment. "I leave your sister's judgment to you." she said softly. "I will do my best to quell the beast inside for a bit longer." She gave him a meaningful look then moved closer to the hut to peer in at the sleeping Vetis. She frowned slightly.. he was thinner, more gaunt looking than she remembered seeing him the night before.. 'Please shadow brother.. hang in there.' She thought.
Vida raised her eyebrows, but she nodded at Sunthor's response. "I see..." One of her arms remained crossed, her other hand bending up to rub at the side of her face as she thought to herself and started to look toward Asbjorn before he mentioned her. At that, she abruptly looked away and down instead, frowning to herself both at mention of her own cleansed 'poison'... and as Arianna mentioned her father. While she noted both Asbjorn's brief departure to his den and Arianna's movement to the hut, she looked at no one by then and instead seemed to be 'content' to wait to see what happened next. She waited a moment before taking a few slow steps to one side near the porch of the hut. For the time being, she said nothing.
Sunthor listened as the male spoke and would nod to him as the male bowed. He thought over Asbjorn's words as he reached up scratched at his beard. He thought to himself that maybe Nanna has a chance for her to change her ways. The thought was short has he noticed Arianna had turned towards him. He kept quiet after she had spoke and would look at her straight in the eyes and nod to her that he understood. He watched her as she went to the hut and he would suddenly tilt his head to the side as he would notice the blood seeping through her bandage as a bead of blood trickled down and around part way on her arm. He quietly moved closer to her. "We need to redress that again." he said softly. Not wanting to disturb her as she looked through the window of the hut.
Ásbjörn Ahlberg returns from his den, the pack slung over his lower back. He'd look to the three and clear his throat. "I was thinking on the way to my den..." He began. "That... perhaps Sunthor come with me to the cage... that way we can't give her reason to not get started..." Kneeling down he'd unsling his pack then reach into it and pull out two small leather bound poultices. "I made these for Vetis and Ludo... it's what I think will help them heal... way I see it..if it works..they're saved...if not... well then at least it will ease them..." He'd then toss them towards Arianna before picking the pack back up. "Well then....shall we?"
Arianna looked down at her arm when Sunthor mentioned the wound. She had not noticed it then shook her head at his suggestion. "It can wait." she said softly. She then turned and listened as Asbjorn came back. She gave a soft nod then looked to Sunthor for a moment to see if he agreed with the bear's thought. When the poultices were tossed she moved to catch them to keep anything from touching the ground or even the deck. She looked through the window to see if anything caused Vetis to stir... and nothing.. her brows knitted together and she moved closer to the window, looking at Ludo's cot.. nothing. She waited a moment then tapped her finger upon the window, just loud enough to possibly be heard by either.
Vida either pretended not to hear or truly didn't hear the two speak on the porch. She didn't look up again until she heard Asbjorn return, her brows knitting. Her attention shifted from Arianna, to Sunthor, and finally back to Asbjorn. She still didn't say much - just a simple "I hope it goes well..." But... something in Arianna's behavior caused her to look on closely. And as she watched the tapping of her finger, she turned to look on more intently, a look of worry suddenly painting her face. She waited to see if Sunthor moved to head off with Asbjorn before she moved any closer to the hut, not wanting to crowd them too terribly.
Vetis Bruun could hear muffled voices but did not stir. The tapping on the window caused shooting pain through his head.. but again.. he did not move other than his eyes opening. From Ludo's perspective.. he might not be able to see much of Vetis' face or eyes.. the still possibly causing him to look dead. His breathing shallow.. as that was the only way he could breath now without coughing up blood.
Sunthor nodded to Arianna as she refused his suggestion. He turned towards the male as he had returned and listened as he spoke. As the male mentioned that he go with him, he would look back to Arianna and nod in agreement to it. He would look back at the male and nod. "Lets get this done."
Ásbjörn Ahlberg sniffs to clear his nose then nods with a gruff "hmm" before turning with Sunthor to go tend to the business at hand.