[It's a nice sight, if melancholy; Val wonders if they'll ever reach all those lost loved ones. She wishes she could light one for every warrior lost during Hela's rampage, all those hundreds of years ago. She turns her head slightly, though, to glance at Lucretia.]
Well, uh. [Her foot jiggles in its boot, a little bit of nerves showing through.]
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Well, uh. [Her foot jiggles in its boot, a little bit of nerves showing through.]
I'm a good listener.