「 Skill Point ― n/a 」

The voice almost startled him, his head turning to spy the wolf that still confused him. They were from the same womb, like Ragnhildr, yet he felt a great distance between them. She was just a stranger to him, yet he was supposed to call her sister. She was no Rune, no Bragi, nor Astrid. She was from a mother he barely remembered and a father not his own.

It all made Asgeir feel quite... uncomfortable.

He looked at her plainly, offering a nod like the angsty juvenile he was. He was surprised to see her here, once on the island and now here. Perhaps he'd say she was following them if he were paranoid enough. Asgeir did not speak, instead he lifted a single brow, questioning the older woman's approach.