"No. Of course not," He said flatly in regards to the timing of her apology.

He'd opened his mouth to also tell her not to feed the goat inside, but Athelstan beat her to it. Goats were simple creatures, when you put things in one end, things tended to come out the other as well. And nobody wanted that in the house.

Ragnar took a drink before starting to pull the meat in front of him apart, not using any utensils. Forks weren't a thing yet where he was from and even if he had been exposed to them in Riverview, they would still strike him as a little pointless. In between bites, he alternated vaguely annoyed stares between Athelstan and Letha.