Ronan should just tell him to ask his phone, but with Ragnar's luck it'd give him the 'happy' definition. So, just this once... "Gay. It's what a guy is when he likes only other men or it can be a woman liking other women."

He lifted his eyebrows briefly. "You know, your gods are pretty damn strange to me. Sacrificing people and tasting their blood? Where I'm from, that's fucked up." He tried not to judge, but he couldn't help it. As a result he mostly tried not to think about it too hard. He didn't need more bloody images he couldn't dislodge from his brain.