[ The kid had already caught his attention, what with the scary good aim and the crawling around, but the expression tells him more than anything else. It takes him a moment to place it, but he gets it. Scandinavian or Norwegian, he's not sure of how old but considering the boy's age, the knife, and the drinking, his best guess is viking. ]
Sure, thank you.
[ He smiles before walking over, careful not to get in front of the knife's potential trajectory. He takes the beer before holding out a hand, getting close enough so Ivar doesn't have to move. ]
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Sure, thank you.
[ He smiles before walking over, careful not to get in front of the knife's potential trajectory. He takes the beer before holding out a hand, getting close enough so Ivar doesn't have to move. ]
I'm Marcel.