7/24/2025, 8:56 PM
She said she wasn't hiding. Sverke offered her an unconvinced arch of his brow.
Party was a bit too much, then.He swiped his tongue at the tufts of fur along his chest, ensuring they lay flat and pristine.
I get it.He did, sort of, but he was mostly poking around to see if a gentler approach might make her spill the beans. He wasn't sure she had any good gossip or clear weak points, but Maja was always sort of around - watching, listening. Sverke would bet she knew a bit more than she let on.
She turned the accusation on him, and Sverke snorted derisively, giving a confident toss of his head.
Yeah, so? You seen hide 'r hair of Asgeir anywhere?
