[Ivar watches her carefully and he doesn't quite understand what's going on here. Just what is she--]

Tyr's hand!

[Ivar curses on the name of one of his gods. Whatever he'd been expecting Laura to do, it definitely hadn't been that. Despite his shock, he can't help but think to himself how tough this little girl is. Any of the shieldmaidens back home would have been lucky to have her pain tolerance.]

It'll stop and heal eventually. Just a little slower than you.

[He reaches out, and perhaps this isn't the smartest thing to do considering how many claws have been out right now, but he grabs one of her hands with one of his.]

Now don't do that again. You don't need more pain in your life, no matter how brief.